Criminal
I threw a bottle in the air
And it smashed into a thousand pieces on a concrete street
Where the children play at their feet
Ran as fast as we could
'Cause I might've woke the neighborhood, yeah
I don't feel too good
No, no, no, I don't feel too good at all
'Cause when the sun comes up
And the children wake
And get on the streets and play
I'll be the one to blame
'Cause I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
It didn't last too long
I passed out, I woke up and the guilt was gone
Without a care, I went down the stairs
Into the kitchen, eat my breakfast there
Turned on the television screen
Emergency, news team
Little girl crying on the street
Saying "Glass, g-glass made my feet bleed"
Tell me what am I gonna do?
I'm for sure done
I said "What am I gonna do?"
I have no choice but to run
'Cause I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
Changed my name and move to Mexico
I dye my hair red and get surgery on my nose
Buy a small condo, I stay low in Mexico
Don't it sound so sweet?
I'll get a wife and raise a family
I'll start my own Limousine company
I'll stay low in Mexico and they'd go
"Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico"
"Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico"
It never snows in Mexico
'Cause I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
Yeah I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
This is what I got
This is what I got, yeah
This is what I got
This is what I got, oh ooh
Yes, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, yeah I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
And it smashed into a thousand pieces on a concrete street
Where the children play at their feet
Ran as fast as we could
'Cause I might've woke the neighborhood, yeah
I don't feel too good
No, no, no, I don't feel too good at all
'Cause when the sun comes up
And the children wake
And get on the streets and play
I'll be the one to blame
'Cause I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
It didn't last too long
I passed out, I woke up and the guilt was gone
Without a care, I went down the stairs
Into the kitchen, eat my breakfast there
Turned on the television screen
Emergency, news team
Little girl crying on the street
Saying "Glass, g-glass made my feet bleed"
Tell me what am I gonna do?
I'm for sure done
I said "What am I gonna do?"
I have no choice but to run
'Cause I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
Changed my name and move to Mexico
I dye my hair red and get surgery on my nose
Buy a small condo, I stay low in Mexico
Don't it sound so sweet?
I'll get a wife and raise a family
I'll start my own Limousine company
I'll stay low in Mexico and they'd go
"Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico"
"Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico
Stay low in Mexico"
It never snows in Mexico
'Cause I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
Yeah I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm, I'm a criminal
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
This is what I got
This is what I got, yeah
This is what I got
This is what I got, oh ooh
Yes, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal, yeah I'm a criminal
I'm a criminal
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
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Writer(s): Justin Nozuka
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