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

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

'Cause you could 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 to lay low bro 'cause this one is murder

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

The owner is this ol' bitch
Who him everyday
Then she fires him for no
wanna give him his last pay, hey

I've committed murder and I 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
Gonna get the plane outta here and fly away

he's down it breaks my heart 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 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 them are words

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

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

Give me my week 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 switch into my mind

She sittin' 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 this crazy ho tryna me low

Macy beemed on the scene with both hands on
Like respect your debt or protect 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 don't
But ol' chick got slick Macy let off a whole
she said, "You crazy you know leva ain't free"
Snatched the cash and a dash like OJ and AC and we out

Yo, I know you had a gun
What you think it's
Look at all money
But damn you went and shot her in the
at all these papers

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

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

Me and my baby got
working hard to make his dreams come true
As far as regrets, I have any
you?

I've murder and I think I've 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 next plane outta here and fly

I've murder 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, don't
Gonna get the next plane here and fly away

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