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