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

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

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

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

The owner is this ol' bitch
Who degrades him
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 house, come get me right away
I no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear
get the next plane outta here and fly away

When he's it breaks my heart to see him
So I figured I'd to her woman to woman
I walk in and she her cash
Got so much cash her office 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 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 here and fly away

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

me my last 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 switch into my mind

She sittin' in her office, countin' major dough
And wanna 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 both hands on deck
Like your debt or protect your neck
But old chick got and said, "What you gon' do?
Macy for the tool made a holla like Ja Rule

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 next plane here and fly away

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