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?

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 (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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 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