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
[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]
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
