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 need a lot of space to
I'm blowin' away with my man Mos Def
Of course on the track
Rock the streets no vest, so test

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

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

The is this mean ol' bitch
Who degrades him
Then she fires him for no
Don't wanna him his last pay, hey

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

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

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 are fighting words

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
get the next plane outta here and fly away

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

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

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

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

And I was like oh shit, relax flip
But ol' got slick Macy let off a whole clip
Then she said, "You crazy you know 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 it's funny
Look at all money
But you went and shot her in the tummy
Look at all papers

But we ain't have to got pull a birdie
To help me the old maid meet her
Your maker that with Jamaica
You better bounce 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 thing learned through all of this is
Having money sure is

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

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

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