Krumb Snatcha - Gettin' Closer to God lyrics

[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 d**h, 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" "Let me be your angel and I be your protection" "I stopped breathin' damn I see demons" [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 s**in' 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" "Let me be your angel and I be your protection" "I stopped breathin' damn I see demons" "Gettin' closer to god in a tight situation" [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..