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Текст песни Krumb Snatcha - Closer to God

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[Intro: Krumb Snatcha]Uh, `97Premo, 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 gunsWas an experience of gettin` Closer To God[Verse 1: Krumb Snatcha]Since the day I was young I had preminitions of an ending to comeBehind the barrel of the next man`s gunIt 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 floorLaid up, or spraid up dreamin` to even the scoreBright lights all I saw my life flashed before meFrom a distance I heard a faint voice steady call meI guess my time is here, surpress my fear I`m readyTryin` to breath steady, feelin` my legs gettin` heavyLord, don`t let me..die this young, without leavin` a sonTo carry tradition, listen my life has just begunA nightmare flip visions of swingin` the poolstickDefendin` my near if I turn left the pool quickLost control of my mind, flipped the safety of the nineAnd squeezed tastin` down this judge and roused, then fell on my kneesWeak from my heart feel my chest gettin` hot, I got caughtVivid memories of how my gun dropped, bullets in stockLost all thoughts of me rappin` try to catch one for I dieFor self satisfaction, get up off my knees begged him don`t pleasePicked up the squeeze dipped behind cars bullet shelves hittin` the treesCurse my enemies will be as smart enough to take coverFeelin` my body shudder as I drop right in front ofThe boot place as hot shells hit the cheek of my faceCatchin` bloody taste, watch my blood leave traceHennessy got me trippin` plus the brew I was sippin`Feelin` more blood drippin` I see them load a second clip inBetreated, I been defeated my life is ice like popsiclesOpen the door hit the floor of the hospitalIt`s on[Hook: scratched and cut by DJ Premier]"Gettin` closer to god in a tight situation" - Prodigy - Shook Ones (PartII)"Let me be your angel and I be your protection" - Rakim - Eric B. IsPresident"I stopped breathin` damn I see demons" - Snoop Doggy Dogg - Murder Was TheCase[Verse 2: Krumb Snatcha]My heart`s racin` a casualty and convertationHopin` one day I`ll awake and feelin` my body, start shakin`I been mistakin` retaliation to comeSoon holdin` my gun boom on the floor of the hospital roomOr shall I cry for help as I look up at the ceilingMy inner feelin` tellin` me to start healin` not in a millionYears I would wanna end here, whipin` my tearsThinkin` of my long lost carreer, in this business of rapNow flat on my back, tryin` to put it place to face on this enemy catCardiac control, I put a hold on my soulTwenty-two years old and my life gon` took her some toeMy body fall for numerous feelings I fell layin` here lonelyWatchin` my homie scream for help I hear a doctorYellin` directions to the meds cut open my friendsBring me to the nearest bed half deadMy inner head screamin` losin` my breathin`*scratch* "Damn I see demons" -> SnoopDon`t remember the good Krumb, only the bad oneAnd now I can tell the depths of hell for evils I`ve doneCan`t run, facin` my worst of fearsLeavin` my physical as my spiritual descends stairsBut wait, this can`t be real, I feel the agents are realAskin` my name, overlookin` my bloodstained gold chainEasin` my pain from where we came I don`t knowBut he`s tellin` me it`s not the right time to goBack in my fo` tubes suckin` the ooze from my mouthAs nurses run about, tryin` to send me down southWho shot ya? That`s word from the detect` and the doctorBefore 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 eatSeein` homies stand around, but no sounds I can`t speakCheap hospital clothes a badged up of holes got me depressedAs I`m lookin` at my legs and my chestThey patched up five, lucky that I had survivedLayin` in bed with a naked head, but aliveWe call it a night, before, we tryin` to make sureI was staggerin` in to the hospital doorWhosader, the flash to a honourable respitatorThe flashback to me gettin` respect form my saviorI can`t understand it, must been the way that they planned itAnd my commandment I`ve never takin` live for grantedRememberin` on my knees, beggin` pleaseDon`t let my soul get seized, lost track of my thoughtsCause the d.t.`s came and question me, testin` meGuess havin` thoughts arrestin` meStop stressin` me cause ain`t no confession seeFunny ain`t it thought I was back in an inseignmentNow my image is tainted coughed on my crutches for enreignmentDamn..

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