Johnny was a bad boy he was juvenile delinquent He
had his picture on the wall of every precinct He had a rep of hanging out
with his homies Puffin on the blunts and sippin on the forties But when
he spoke nobody would listen And when he was home yo his parents they would
diss him They called him a bum a worthless piece of shit so over this he had
a fit And now he grabs his bag and heads for the door And walks to the
neighborhood liquor store Pulls out a gun tells the old man "Hit the
floor!" Then breaks open the register drawer Pulls out the money stuffs
it in his pocket Points his pistol then he starts to cock it The man
panics and gun goes off Stupid old fool made Johnny blow his head off But
he don't care cause Johnny was thought It ain't a crime if you don't get
caught
Chorus: Everlast
It ain't a crime if you don't get caught
(repeat 3X) That's how it is homie like it or not
Verse Two:
Evelast
Now coming out store Johnny shot two Haisidic Jews And when
he got home his face was on the news His mom freaked out told him get the
fuck out That when the pigs rolls up, so yo he ducked out He hit the
backdoor like his name was Carl Lewis Skipped to the payphone to find out
where his crew is He called up his homeboy Jose, "Word up!" "Can I come
over my man?", he said, "No way a cop was here he was looking all over for
you but I told the pig that I didn't know you" He said, "Cool meet me up
at the school I need a ride cause I'm wanted for homicide" Johnny got a
gun and now he's on the run But he don't care to him this shits fun Now
that he's an outlaw sorta like Robin Hood The hard rock hero of the whole
neighborhood If they catch him he'll wind up in court But it ain't a
crime if you don't get caught
Chorus
New Chorus:
Everlast
It ain't a crime if you don't get caught It ain't a sale if
it don't get bought It ain't a show if I don't get paid She ain't a hoe
if you don't get laid