De La Soul - Johnny's Dead Aka Vincent Mason Lyrics
Dove:This one is a short rendition in which me and pianist mate of mineBy the name of prince paul... i shall not relieve, i mean reveal, myIdentity...(girl in background: that's not funny.)So, i think we shall begin like this. are you ready, prince paul?You're *****in' us up, man!Paul: my playin's good, man!Dove: *****in' us up, man! as we begin again... rude interruption fromOur audience...(background laughter)Here we go.Oh johnnyYou got a bullet in your forehead, boyDon't you understand, you deadBuried six feet under the concreteOoh-aww-ohThat's the noise he made when he got shotBut johnny's still deadStill deadThought about his mamaThought about his father josephineNobody could help the boy when he hit the concreteOoh-aww-ohThe last words said by johnnyBut now he's six feet under and he's deadOur next song we'll play is called jenifa, we'll be back in a minute.