Johnny was grown in a twisted broken down one room shack in-a the ghetto The going was tough and the ditch of survival was getting steep in-a the ghetto
It was robbing and stabbing and Looting and a shooting and its too bad It was just robbing and stabbing and And a shooting and its too bad (rep.)
Johnny grew tough, and his task of survival was to plunder in-a the ghetto Johnny never lost no fight and he never never stoop to conquer Johnny you too bad You just a robbing and stabbing a Looting and a shooting and you too bad, too bad You just a robbing and stabbing Looting and a shooting and you sad. (rep.)
Now you walking down the road with a shotgun in your waist Johnny you too bad. Johnny was so smart that he never caught in a cop chase Johnny you too bad.
Hey little wild one a beg you throw Away you shot-gun Johnny you too bad. What you gonna do when you hear A voice say son, who you gonna run to.
You just a robbing and stabbing a looting and a shooting and you to bad, too bad You just a robbing and stabbing looting and a shooting and you to sad. (rep.)
As smart as Johnny was strong he Was tricked trapped cornered and Shot down ina the ghetto Now all Johnny left behind is a Struggling woman and two sons. In-a the ghetto.
You just a robbing and stabbing a looting and a shooting and you too bad, too bad You just a robbing and stabbing a looting and a shooting you too Poor Johnny, Johnny you too bad Poor Johnny, Johnny you too sad Poor Johnny, Johnny you too bad Poor Johnny, Johnny you too sad.
Some say big bad Johnny had a good inside Johnny was a good one big bad Johnny had a good inside tho he was a wild one Big bad Johnny had a good inside He would give to the weak what he robbing and stabbing and Big bad Johnny had a good inside He was a strong one. (rep,).
Compositor: Neville O Riley Livingston ECAD: Obra #7172605 Fonograma #13019004