Another gangstarr remix, tailor made for Macy Big kids like us need a lot of space to I'm blowin' fakes with my man Mos Def Of course on the track the streets no vest, so don't test
'Cause you could a bad one I turn y'all happy camper rappers into sad Always you with a new joint, shit you never heard I need a place to lay low bro 'cause this one is
My baby down at the Boulevard Cafe Just a young man with big dreams Trying to his own way
The owner is mean ol' bitch Who degrades him Then she him for no reason Don't wanna him his last pay, hey
I've committed and I think I've got away Hiding at my house, come get me right away I have no intention of paying for my crime, fear Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away
When down it breaks my heart to see him So I figured I'd talk to her woman to I in and she countin' her cash Got so much cash her office looks like a green
I said, "Give him the you owe him" She said, "Get back, bitch, I ain't you shit" I said, "You ol' bag, you heard" But them are fighting
I've committed and I think I've got away Hiding at my mother's house, get me right away I have no intention of paying for my crime, fear Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away
Yo, a maximum effort for minimum wage You bring the stillest waters up to a simmering My boss slippin' steady, Tryna treat a any old typical way He-he-hey, that ain't the way I'm today
Give me my last week and let me bounce up and skate That's when she said, "I ain't you not one thin dime" And so she made me wanna switch into my criminal
She sittin' back in her office, major dough And wanna give a young man the pay she owe As soon as I got on the and called Macy, yo Like yo crazy ho tryna play me low
Macy beemed on the scene both hands on deck respect your debt or protect your neck But old chick got and said, "What you gon' do? Macy for the tool made a holla like Ja Rule
And I was like oh shit, relax don't But ol' got slick Macy let off a whole clip Then she said, "You crazy you know leva free" Snatched the and made a dash like OJ and AC and we out
Yo, I know you had a gun What you think funny Look at all money But damn you and shot her in the tummy Look at all papers
But we ain't to got pull a birdie cape To me the old maid meet her maker Your maker that rhymes with You better bounce before our face be in the Yeah, be locked up in the bing is not the
With a suitcase of money We to a Jamaican paradise One I've learned through all of this is Having money is nice
Me and my baby got He's working hard to make his dreams true As far as regrets, I have any Would
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 Gonna get the next plane outta here and fly
I've committed murder and I I've got away Hiding at my house, come get me right away I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't get the next plane outta here and fly away
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