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

Another gangstarr remix, tailor made for Macy
Big kids like us need a lot of to play
I'm blowin' fakes away my man Mos Def
Of course Primo on the
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 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 fine man with big dreams
to make his own way

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

I've committed murder and I 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 plane outta here and fly away

When down 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 givin' you shit"
I said, "You ol' bag, you heard"
But them are words

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

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

Give me my week 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 into 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 this crazy ho tryna me low

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

And I was like oh shit, relax flip
But ol' chick got slick Macy let off a whole
she said, "You crazy you know leva ain't free"
Snatched the cash and made a dash OJ and AC and we out

Yo, I didn't you had a gun
What you think funny
Look at all 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 meet her
Your maker that rhymes with
You better before our face 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 through all of is
Having money is nice

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

I've murder 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

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, don't
Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away

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