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

Another remix, tailor made for Macy Gray
Big kids like us need a lot of space to
I'm blowin' fakes with my man Mos Def
Of course Primo on the
Rock the streets no vest, so don't

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

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

The owner is mean ol' bitch
Who him everyday
she fires him for no reason
Don't give him his last pay, hey

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

When he's down it breaks my to see him
So I figured I'd to her woman to woman
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 fighting

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

Yo, puttin' a effort for minimum wage
You the stillest waters up to a simmering rage
My boss steady, [Incomprehensible]
Tryna a brother any old typical way
He-he-hey, that ain't the way I'm living

Give me my week 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 my criminal mind

She sittin' in her office, countin' major dough
And wanna give a young man the pay she owe
As soon as I got on the horn and Macy, yo
Like yo this crazy ho play me low

Macy beemed on the scene with both on deck
Like respect your debt or protect your
But old chick got and said, "What you gon' do?
Macy reached for the tool made a like Ja Rule

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

Yo, I know you had a gun
you think it's funny
Look at all this
But damn you went and shot her in the
Look at all papers

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

a suitcase full of money
We to a Jamaican paradise
One I've learned through all of this is
money sure is nice

Me and my baby got
He's working hard to make his dreams true
As far as regrets, I don't any
you?

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

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

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