I've Committed Murder [bonus Tracks] (gang Starr Main Mix) Lyrics - Macy Gray

Another gangstarr 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 Primo on the track 

Rock the streets no vest, so don't test 

'Cause you could catch a bad one 

I turn y'all 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 murder 

My baby works down at the Boulevard Cafe 

Just a fine young man with big dreams 

Trying to make his own way 

The owner is this mean ol' bitch 

Who degrades him everyday 

Then she fires him for no reason 

Don't wanna give him his last pay, hey 

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I've committed murder and I think I've got away 

Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away 

I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear 

Gonna get the next plane outta 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 ol' bag, you ain't heard" 

But them are fighting words 

I've committed murder and I think I've got away 

Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away 

I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear 

Gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away 

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Yo, puttin' a maximum effort for minimum wage 

You bring the stillest waters up to a simmering rage 

My boss slippin' steady, [Incomprehensible] 

Tryna treat a brother any old typical way 

He-he-hey, that ain't the way I'm living today 

Give me my last week check and let me bounce up and skate 

That's when she said, "I ain't giving you not one thin dime" 

And so she made me wanna switch into my criminal mind 

She sittin' back in her office, countin' major dough 

And don't wanna give a young man the pay she owe 

As soon as I got on the horn and called Macy, yo 

Like yo this crazy ho tryna play me low 

Macy beemed on the scene with both hands on deck 

Like respect your debt or protect your neck 

But old chick got bold and said, "What you gon' do? 

Macy reached for the tool made a holla like Ja Rule 

And I was like oh shit, relax don't flip 

But ol' chick got slick Macy let off a whole clip 

Then she said, "You crazy you know leva ain't free" 

Snatched the cash and made a dash like OJ and AC and we out 

Yo, I didn't know you had a gun 

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 got pull a birdie cape 

To help me the old maid meet her maker 

Your maker that rhymes with Jamaica 

You better bounce before our face be in the paper 

Yeah, be 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 

Having money sure is nice 

Me and my baby got married 

He's working 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've got away 

Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away 

I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear 

Gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away 

I've committed murder and I think I've got away 

Hiding at my mother's house, come get me right away 

I have no intention of paying for my crime, don't fear 

Gonna get the next plane outta here and 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