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

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

you could catch a bad one
I turn happy camper rappers into sad ones
Always bless you with a new joint, shit you heard
I need a place to lay low bro 'cause this one is

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

The owner is this mean ol'
Who degrades him
Then she him for no reason
wanna give him his last pay, hey

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, fear
get the next plane outta here and fly away

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

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

Yo, puttin' a maximum effort for minimum
You bring the stillest waters up to a simmering
My boss steady, [Incomprehensible]
Tryna treat a brother any old way
He-he-hey, that the way I'm living today

Give me my last check 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 don't wanna give a man the pay she owe
As as I got on the horn and called Macy, yo
Like yo this 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 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' got slick Macy let off a whole clip
Then she said, "You crazy you leva ain't free"
the cash and made a dash like OJ and AC and we out

Yo, I didn't you had a gun
What you think funny
Look at all money
But you went and shot her in the tummy
Look at all papers

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

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

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

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

I've murder 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 outta here and fly away

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