I fell in love with a bad bad man Ever since I met him I've been sad sad sad I'm a jail bird to your music I'm a criminal in your prayer I watch you in your sleep even when you're not there Rainbows wept colour all over the streets When you went away

Annie are you OK? So, Annie are you OK? Are you OK Annie? I don't know! Are you OK, Annie? You've been hit by A Smooth Criminal He left the bloodstains on the carpet, uh! There's a sign in the window

Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise A military mind, nigga A military mind mean money A criminal grind, nigga A criminal grind mean hustle Now can your mind

(Yeah yeah) Crib is dimensional, my bitch is seminal Orange Dickies suit like a sand town criminal Hundreds be indigo, bitches identical Aim at the imbeciles (wooh wooh wooh) Yeah, fuck up a check now, my family set now She gon' have sex now Guap on this

I'm a criminal! 'Cause every time I write a rhyme These people think it's a crime To tell 'em what's on my mind I guess I'm a criminal! I don't gotta say a word I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin' I don't take shit from no one

I'm the invisible man Incredible how you can See right through me It's criminal how I can See right through you From the edge of the world (Freddie Mercury) When you hear a sound That you just can't place

Annie, are you ok? So, Annie are you ok? Are you ok, Annie? (Annie are you ok?) I don't know! So, Annie are you ok Are you ok, Annie (Will you tell us that you're ok?) (There's a sign in the window)

Criminal, cri-criminal Tu estilo, tu flow, baby muy criminal Tu estilo, tu flow, mami muy criminal Si te digo que en ti no ando pensando Quisiera saber lo que estás haciendo Te llamo pero me sale ocupado, oh Tú me robaste el corazón como un criminal

Y si yo me muero tú tienes la culpa Desde hoy escógeme una lápida sepulcral A mi entierro no, no me lleves flores Ni des condolencias cuando tú fuiste la criminal Ay bedito es tener hasta que mueres Se acabaron los placeres, ya no puedo ni dormir Ay

And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical Mama please don't cry, I will be alright All reason aside I just can't deny, I love the guy And even I know this ain't smart But mama I'm in love with a criminal He is a hustler, he's no good at all He