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

Treat me like a criminal Just a shadow on the wall Shadow on the wall Like a shadow on the wall Treat me like a prisoner Treat me like a fool Treat me like a loser Use me as a tool Face me 'til I'm hungry

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

They got me trapped (Uh uh, they can't keep the black man down) (Naw, they can't keep the black man down) You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion Happiness, living on the streets is a delusion Even a smooth criminal one day must get

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

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

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)

Slick criminal wit, the shit I spit chews Like a bullet came back that just missed and hit you I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to Need an anthem to amp you, then this the shit to Too many enemies on my list to sift through Nobody got my

Ice Cube with The Lench Mob I got it goin' on A nigga that's livin' in the city of the criminal zone One time can't keep the law in order 'Cause everybody's goin' crazy for a quarter You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area The way I'm talkin

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