paroles de chanson Closer To God - Krumb Snatcha
(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.
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