I've Committed Murder Gang Starr Remix - Featuring Mos Def
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Another Gang Starr remix, tailor made for Macy Gray
Big kids like us need a lot of space to play
I'm blowin' fakes away, with my man Mos Def
Of course Premo on the track, walk the streets no vest
So don't test, cause you can catch a bad one
I turn you happy camper rappers into sad ones
Always bless you with a new joint, shit you never heard
I need a place to lay low bro, cause this one is murda
My baby works down at the, boulevard cafe
Just a fine young man with big dreams
A mind to make his own way
The owner is this mean old bitch, who degrades him everyday
Then she fires him for no reason
Don't wanna give him his last pay
Hey...
I've committed murder and I think I got away
Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away
I have no intention of payin' for my crimes, don't fear
Gonna get the next plane out of here and fly away
When he's down it breaks my heart to see him
So I figured I'd talk to her woman to woman
I walk in and she countin' her cash
Got so much cash her office looks like a green pasture
I said, "Give him the money you owe him!"
She said, "Get back bitch, I ain't givin' you shit!"
I said, "You old bag, you ain't heard
But them are fightin' words!"
It's a murder, it's a murder, come and get me right away
It's a murder, right away, oh, oh, oh, don't you fear
I've committed murder and I think I got away
Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away
I have no intention of payin' for my crimes, don't fear
Gonna get the next plane out of here and fly away
Yo, puttin' a maximum effort for minimum wage
You bring the stillest waters up to a simmering rage
My boss flippin' steady trippin' wanna get in my face
Tryin' to treat a brother any old typical way
Ah-ah-ah-ayy, that ain't the way I'm livin' today
Gimme my last week check and let me bounce up and skate
That's when she said, "I ain't givin' you not one thin dime"
That's when she made me wanna switch into my criminal mind
She's sittin' back in the office, can't I make the dough
And don't wanna give a young man the pay she owe
That's when I got on the horn and called Macy yo
Like, "Yo, this crazy ho tryin' to play me low"
Macy beamed on the scene with both hands on deck
Like, "Yo, respect your debt or protect your neck"
But old chick got bold and said, "What you gon' do?"
Macy reached for the tool, made her holla like Ja Rule
I was like, "Oh shit, relax, don't flip"
But old chick got slick, Macy let off a whole clip
Then she said, "You crazy, you know labor ain't free"
Snatched the cash and made the dash like O.J. and A.C
And we out
Yo, yo, I ain't know you had a gun
Hahahaha
What, you think it's funny?
Look at all this money
But damn, you went and shot her in the tummy
Look at all these papers
But we ain't have to go pull a murder caper
Make the old lady meet her maker
Yo, maker, that rhymes with Jamaica
You better bounce 'fore our face be in the paper
Gettin' locked up in the bing is not the flavor
With a suitcase full of money
We flew to a Jamaican paradise
One thing I've learned through all of this is
Havin' money sure is nice
Me and my baby got married
He's workin' hard to make his dreams come true
As far as regrets I don't have any
Would you?
I've committed murder and I think I got away
Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away
I have no intention of payin' for my crimes, don't fear
Gonna get the next plane out of here and fly away
I've committed murder and I think I got away
Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away
I have no intention of payin' for my crimes, don't fear
Gonna get the next plane out of here and fly away
Fly away
And I don't feel bad about it
Fly away
And I don't feel bad about it
Fly away
And I don't feel bad about it
Fly away
And I don't feel bad about it
-Scatting