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

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

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

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

The owner is this mean ol'
Who degrades him
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 away
I have no intention of paying for my crime, fear
Gonna get the next plane outta and fly away

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

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

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

Give me my last week check and let me up and skate
That's when she said, "I ain't you not one thin dime"
And so she me wanna switch into my criminal mind

She sittin' back in her office, countin' dough
And don't wanna a young 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 with both hands on deck
Like respect your or protect your neck
But old chick got bold and said, "What you do?
Macy for the tool made a holla like Ja Rule

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

Yo, I didn't you had a gun
you think it's funny
Look at all this
But damn you went and her in the tummy
Look at all papers

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

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

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

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 and fly away

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

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