[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]

[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 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]

[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 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..