[Intro: Krumb Snatcha]
Uh, `97
Premo, D&D y`all, that`s 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 man`s gun
It used to be fun, when I`m the one doin` the clappin`
Now I`m 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 I`m ready
Tryin` to breath steady, feelin` my legs gettin` heavy
Lord, don`t 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 don`t 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
It`s on
[Hook: scratched and cut by DJ Premier]
Gettin` closer to god in a tight situation - Prodigy - Shook Ones (Part
II)
Let me be your angel and I be your protection - Rakim - Eric B. Is
President
I stopped breathin` damn I see demons - Snoop Doggy Dogg - Murder Was The
Case
[Verse 2: Krumb Snatcha]
My heart`s racin` a casualty and convertation
Hopin` one day I`ll 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
Don`t remember the good Krumb, only the bad one
And now I can tell the depths of hell for evils I`ve done
Can`t run, facin` my worst of fears
Leavin` my physical as my spiritual descends stairs
But wait, this can`t be real, I feel the agents are real
Askin` my name, overlookin` my bloodstained gold chain
Easin` my pain from where we came I don`t know
But he`s tellin` me it`s 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? That`s word from the detect` and the doctor
Before I got flown to Beantown in a helicopter
[Hook: scratched and cut by DJ Premier]
Gettin` closer to god in a tight situation - Prodigy
Let me be your angel and I be your protection - Rakim
I stopped breathin` damn I see demons - Snoop
Gettin` closer to god in a tight situation - Prodigy
[Verse 3: Krumb Snatcha]
I awake with cold feet feelin` weak and can`t eat
Seein` homies stand around, but no sounds I can`t speak
Cheap hospital clothes a badged up of holes got me depressed
As I`m 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 can`t understand it, must been the way that they planned it
And my commandment I`ve never takin` live for granted
Rememberin` on my knees, beggin` please
Don`t 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 ain`t no confession see
Funny ain`t it thought I was back in an inseignment
Now my image is tainted coughed on my crutches for enreignment
Damn..
