kenny's dead

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?

we got to ride tonight

my little homey kenny died tonight

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

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"