Luyện nghe bài hát I've Committed Murder [Bonus Tracks] (Gang Starr Main Mix)

Another gangstarr remix, tailor made for Gray
Big kids like us need a lot of to play
I'm blowin' fakes with my man Mos Def
Of course on the track
Rock the streets no vest, so test

'Cause you could a bad one
I y'all happy camper rappers into sad ones
Always bless you with a new joint, you never heard
I need a place to lay low bro this one is murder

My baby down at the Boulevard Cafe
Just a fine young man big dreams
to make his own way

The owner is this ol' bitch
Who degrades him
Then she fires him for no
wanna give him his last pay, hey

I've murder and I think I've got away
Hiding at my house, come get me right away
I have no intention of for my crime, don't fear
Gonna get the next plane here and fly away

When he's down it my heart to see him
So I figured I'd talk to her woman to
I walk in and she her cash
Got so much cash her office like a green pasture

I said, "Give him the you owe him"
She said, "Get back, bitch, I givin' you shit"
I said, "You ol' bag, you heard"
But them are words

I've committed murder and I I've got away
at my mother's house, come get me right away
I have no intention of for my crime, don't fear
Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away

Yo, puttin' a maximum effort for minimum
You bring the waters up to a simmering rage
My boss slippin' steady,
treat a brother any old typical way
He-he-hey, that the way I'm living today

Give me my last check and let me bounce up and skate
That's she said, "I ain't giving you not one thin dime"
And so she made me wanna switch into my criminal

She sittin' in her office, countin' major dough
And don't wanna give a man the pay she owe
As soon as I got on the horn and Macy, yo
Like yo crazy ho tryna play me low

Macy beemed on the scene with hands on deck
Like your debt or protect your neck
But old chick got bold and said, "What you do?
Macy reached for the made a holla like Ja Rule

And I was oh shit, relax don't flip
But ol' chick got Macy let off a whole clip
Then she said, "You crazy you know ain't free"
Snatched the cash and made a dash OJ and AC and we out

Yo, I know you had a gun
What you think funny
at all this money
But you went and shot her in the tummy
Look at all these

But we ain't have to got pull a cape
To help me the old meet her maker
Your maker that rhymes with
You better before our face be in the paper
Yeah, be locked up in the bing is not the

With a suitcase full of
We flew to a paradise
One thing learned through all of this is
money sure is nice

Me and my got married
He's working hard to make his come true
As far as regrets, I have any
Would

I've committed murder and I think got away
Hiding at my mother's house, come get me away
I have no intention of for my crime, don't fear
Gonna get the next outta here and fly away

committed murder and I think I've got away
Hiding at my mother's house, get me right away
I have no intention of for my crime, don't fear
Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away

And I don't bad about it
Fly
And I don't bad about it
Fly
And I feel bad about it
Fly
And I don't bad about it