It Ain’t a Crime

He hit the back door like his name was Carl Lewis
Dipped to the payphone to find out where his crew is
He called up his homeboy Jose
"What up? Can I come over my man?"
He said, "No way!
A cop was here, he was looking all over for ya
But I told the pig I didn't know ya"

He said, "Cool, meet me up at the school
I need a ride 'cause I'm wanted for homicide"
Johnny's got a gun and he's on the run
But he don't care, to him the shit's fun
Now that he's an outlaw, sorta like Robin Hood
The hard rock hero of the whole neighborhood


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