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 fakes away with my man Mos Def
Of Primo on the track
Rock the streets no vest, so don't

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

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

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

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

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

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, come get me right
I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't
Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away

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

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 made me wanna switch my criminal mind

She sittin' back in her office, countin' major
And don't give a young man the pay she owe
As soon as I got on the and called Macy, yo
yo this 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 and said, "What you gon' do?
reached for the tool made a holla like Ja Rule

And I was oh shit, relax don't flip
But ol' got slick Macy let off a whole clip
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 didn't you had a gun
What you it's funny
Look at all this
But damn you went and her in the tummy
Look at all papers

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

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

Me and my baby got
He's working 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 here and fly away

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

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