Kenny's Dead Lyrics - Singles - Master P

This is Master P 

I'm down here in South Park 

I just put a million dollar reward up 

For any information or anybody who know who killed Kenny 

Ya heard? 

[Chorus] 

(Kenny's dead) 

We got to ride tonight 

My little homey Kenny died tonight 

(that's what I said) 

unh! 

Kenny strated messin' up, hangin' with the thugs 

Cutting class, in the fast section, see weed and drugs 

And I guess that's how it is, when the ghetto got you trapped 

But Kenny ain't scared, he seen his pops get his neck snapped 

People lie in they sheet, on South Park streets 

Where the hoes chill and everybody run from the police 

But what I liked about Kenny, he wasn't no crip or no blood 

And he mumbled when he talked, but he loved that bud 

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[Chorus] 

Alot of hopeless nights chasin' nickels and dimes 

Kenny rode the other bus to school, but at night, he did crimes 

two eleven, one eighty seven, it's like a hobby 

Kenny slowed his roll, he did three years for a robbery 

Some say Kenny was the poorest kid on the street 

But picture this, Kenny with about ten g's and a couple of keys 

Huh, servin' the dope fiends, standin' on the corner 

Moved and worked from New Orleans to Arizona 

But it was a trip, Kenny always wondered how he would die 

Would it be a car crash, a plane, a gun, or suicide 

He knew one day that the rats would come 

But he didn't know they was gonna scream "'bout it 'bout it" 

And hit him with a shotgun 

unh! 

[Chorus] 

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Alot of wasted deaths, alot of senseless crime 

But everybody think about what you do out there, because uh 

Judgment day is for everybody 

Just remember that, uh, we can't take none of this wit' us 

And it's real out here on these streets 

I'd love to live like Kenny 

But just remember, Kenny wasn't nothin' but a cartoon 

Huh, died, he's dead, ain't no comin' back 

Ya heard me? 

Hombre, Master P, No Limit 

To the world, baby 

Don't get no realer than this