Krumb Snatcha

[Intro: Krumb Snatcha]
Uh, 97
Premo, D&D yall, thats right, I want to speak a little truth
Bout what guns is really about cause me being victim of guns
Was an experience of gettin Closer To God
[Verse 1: Krumb Snatcha]
Since the day I was young I had preminitions of an ending to come
Behind the barrel of the next mans gun
It used to be fun, when Im the one doin the clappin
Now Im facin my death, doin fast breath, no laughin
How can this happen, holdin my chest to the floor
Laid up, or spraid up dreamin to even the score
Bright lights all I saw my life flashed before me
From a distance I heard a faint voice steady call me
I guess my time is here, surpress my fear Im ready
Tryin to breath steady, feelin my legs gettin heavy
Lord, dont let me..die this young, without leavin a son
To carry tradition, listen my life has just begun
A nightmare flip visions of swingin the poolstick
Defendin my near if I turn left the pool quick
Lost control of my mind, flipped the safety of the nine
And squeezed tastin down this judge and roused, then fell on my knees
Weak from my heart feel my chest gettin hot, I got caught
Vivid memories of how my gun dropped, bullets in stock
Lost all thoughts of me rappin try to catch one for I die
For self satisfaction, get up off my knees begged him dont please
Picked up the squeeze dipped behind cars bullet shelves hittin the trees
Curse my enemies will be as smart enough to take cover
Feelin my body shudder as I drop right in front of
The boot place as hot shells hit the cheek of my face
Catchin bloody taste, watch my blood leave trace
Hennessy got me trippin plus the brew I was sippin
Feelin more blood drippin I see them load a second clip in
Betreated, I been defeated my life is ice like popsicles
Open the door hit the floor of the hospital
Its on
[Hook: scratched and cut by DJ Premier]
[Prodigy: Shook Ones (Part II)] "Gettin closer to god in a tight situation"
[Rakim: Eric B. Is] "Let me be your angel and I be your protection"
President
[Snoop Doggy Dogg: Murder Was The Case] "I stopped breathin damn I see demons"
[Verse 2: Krumb Snatcha]
My hearts racin a casualty and convertation
Hopin one day Ill awake and feelin my body, start shakin
I been mistakin retaliation to come
Soon holdin my gun boom on the floor of the hospital room
Or shall I cry for help as I look up at the ceiling
My inner feelin tellin me to start healin not in a million
Years I would wanna end here, whipin my tears
Thinkin of my long lost carreer, in this business of rap
Now flat on my back, tryin to put it place to face on this enemy cat
Cardiac control, I put a hold on my soul
Twenty-two years old and my life gon took her some toe
My body fall for numerous feelings I fell layin here lonely
Watchin my homie scream for help I hear a doctor
Yellin directions to the meds cut open my friends
Bring me to the nearest bed half dead
My inner head screamin losin my breathin
[scratch] "Damn I see demons" -> Snoop
Dont remember the good Krumb, only the bad one
And now I can tell the depths of hell for evils Ive done
Cant run, facin my worst of fears
Leavin my physical as my spiritual descends stairs
But wait, this cant be real, I feel the agents are real
Askin my name, overlookin my bloodstained gold chain
Easin my pain from where we came I dont know
But hes tellin me its not the right time to go
Back in my fo tubes suckin the ooze from my mouth
As nurses run about, tryin to send me down south
Who shot ya? Thats word from the detect and the doctor
Before I got flown to Beantown in a helicopter
[Hook: scratched and cut by DJ Premier]
[Prodigy] "Gettin closer to god in a tight situation"
[Rakim] "Let me be your angel and I be your protection"
[Snoop] "I stopped breathin damn I see demons"
[Prodigy] "Gettin closer to god in a tight situation"
[Verse 3: Krumb Snatcha]
I awake with cold feet feelin weak and cant eat
Seein homies stand around, but no sounds I cant speak
Cheap hospital clothes a badged up of holes got me depressed
As Im lookin at my legs and my chest
They patched up five, lucky that I had survived
Layin in bed with a naked head, but alive
We call it a night, before, we tryin to make sure
I was staggerin in to the hospital door
Whosader, the flash to a honourable respitator
The flashback to me gettin respect form my savior
I cant understand it, must been the way that they planned it
And my commandment Ive never takin live for granted
Rememberin on my knees, beggin please
Dont let my soul get seized, lost track of my thoughts
Cause the d.t.s came and question me, testin me
Guess havin thoughts arrestin me
Stop stressin me cause aint no confession see
Funny aint it thought I was back in an inseignment
Now my image is tainted coughed on my crutches for enreignment
Damn..
[ Closer To God Lyrics ]