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

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

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

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

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

I've committed and I think I've got away
Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right
I have no intention of paying for my crime, fear
Gonna get the plane outta here and fly away

he's down it breaks my heart to see him
So I I'd talk to her woman to woman
I walk in and she countin' her
Got so much cash her office looks like a 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 are fighting words

committed murder and I think I've got away
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 and fly away

Yo, a maximum effort for minimum wage
You bring the stillest up to a simmering rage
My boss slippin' steady,
Tryna treat a any old typical way
He-he-hey, that ain't the way I'm living

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

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

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

And I was like oh shit, relax flip
But ol' chick got slick Macy let off a whole
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 didn't you had a gun
What you think it's
at all this money
But damn you went and her in the tummy
at all these papers

But we ain't have to got a birdie cape
To help me the old maid 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

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

Me and my got married
He's working hard to make his come true
As far as regrets, I don't any
Would

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

I've committed 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 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 feel bad it
Fly
And I feel bad about it