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

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

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

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

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

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 paying for my crime, don't
Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away

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

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 here and fly away

Yo, a maximum effort for minimum wage
You bring the stillest waters up to a 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 week check and let me bounce up and skate
when she said, "I ain't giving you not one thin dime"
And so she made me wanna switch my criminal mind

She back in her office, countin' 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 crazy ho tryna play me low

Macy beemed on the scene with hands 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 oh shit, relax don't 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 this
But you went and shot her in the tummy
Look at all papers

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

With a suitcase of money
We flew to a Jamaican
One thing I've learned all of this is
Having money sure is

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

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

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

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