It Ain't A Crime Lyrics - Same As It Ever Was - House Of Pain

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 his 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 'cuz Johnny was taught 

It ain't a crime if you don't get caught 

It ain't a crime if you don't get caught 

It ain't a crime if you don't get caught 

It ain't a crime if you don't get caught 

That's how it is, homie, like it or not 

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 

Dipped to the pay phone 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 'cuz I'm wanted for homicide" 

Johnny's got a gun and 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 

It ain't a crime if you don't get caught 

It ain't a crime if you don't get caught 

It ain't a crime if you don't get caught 

That's how it is, homie, like it or not