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Krumbsnatcha – Gettin Closer to God

Krumbsnatcha – Gettin Closer to God

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  1. if you know this track,you're probably some kind of a graffiti writer/breakdancer/beatmaker/amateur freestyle spitter stuck with your homies in the shitty ass crib in the basement noddin your head and smokin hella blunts……
    damn this track and the golden era cannot be rewind ever again…youtube sure is a time machine…

  2. 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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