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'
a legend aint nothing but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame and maybe one day you'll be a star I live in a house and it's full of pain
legend aint nothin' but a car So go blow out your brains to get some fame And maybe one day you'll be a star I live in the house And it's full of pain
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: Johnny was a bad boy He was a juvenile delinquent He had his picture On the wall of every precinct He had a rep for hangin' out with his homies Puffin
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and a I'm more determined than a nigga on cracks and a Uh, so keep it rolling, it's the mic I'm controlling With the House of Pain, maintain like a shit
Johnny was a bad boy He was a juvenile delinquent He had his picture On the wall of every precinct He had a rep for hangin' out with his homies Puffin
ain't gotta lose, it's all about the roads that you choose Well, what is there to do when you out there stunnin' like, ooh? And I can feel your pain
don't feel shit, nigga You ain't on no real shit, nigga '94 still in the door and we conquered many tours With Rage Against Tthe Machine, House Of Pain
go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there Don't you dare go out there, late night killas might be stabbing Lights on in the house but it's
