Krumbsnatcha - Gettin' Closer to God Lyrics

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Premo, D&D y'all, that's right
I wanna speak a little truth
About what guns is really about
'Cause me being a victim of guns
Was an experience of gettin' closer to God

(Come on)
Since the day I was young I had premonitions 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 on 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, suppress my fear, I'm ready
Tryna 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 flick, visions of swingin' the pool stick
Depicted by near death, I turn left, then pull quick
Lost control of my mind, flipped the safety off the nine
And squeezed, chased him down, discharging rounds, then fell on my knees
Reach for my heart, feelin' my chest gettin' hot, I got caught
Vivid memories of how my gun dropped, bullets
Ain't stocked, lost all thoughts of me rappin'
Tryna catch one 'fore I die for self-satisfaction
Get up off my knees, begged the Lord, "Please"
Picked up the squeeze, dipped behind cars, bullet shells hittin' the trees
Curse my enemies for being smart enough to take cover
Feelin' my body shudder as I drop right in front of
The pool place as hot shells hit the cheek of my face
Catch a bloody taste, watch my blood leave trace
Hennessy got me trippin' plus the brew I was sippin'
Feelin' warm blood drippin', I seen 'em load a second clip in
Retreated, I been defeated, my life is ice like popsicles
Open the door hit the floor of the hospital
It's on

(Gettin' closer to God in a tight situation)
(Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection)
(I stopped breathin', damn, I see demons)

My heart's racin', a casualty and convertation
Hopin' one day I'll awake and feelin' my body start shakin'
I been mistaken retaliation to come soon
Holdin' my gun wound on the floor of the hospital room
A silent 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
Wipin' my tears, thinkin' of my long lost career
In this business of rap, now I'm flat on my back
Tryna put it place the face on this enemy cat
Cardiac control, I put a hold on my soul
Twenty-two years old and my life done took its own toll
My body fold from numerous feelings I felt, layin' there lonely
Watchin' my homie scream for help, I hear a doctor
Yellin' directions to the meds, cut open my threads
Bring me to the nearest bed half dead
My inner head screamin', losin' my breathin'
(Damn, I see demons)
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 angel Jibreel
Askin' my name, overlookin' my bloodstained gold chain
Easin' my pain, from where he came? I don't know
But he's tellin' me it's not the right time to go
Back in my throat, tubes suckin' the ooze from my mouth
As nurses run about, tryna 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

(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'-gettin'-gettin', we gettin' closer to God)

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, and patched up bullet 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
Recalling the night before, me tryna make sure
I was staggerin' in through the hospital door
Wood cedar, then flash to a numeral respirator
Then flashback to me gettin' respite from my savior
I can't understand it, must been the way that they planned it
In my commandment, I'm 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 DT's came and questioned me, testin' me
Got secret thoughts of arrestin' me
Stop stressin' me 'cause ain't no confession, see?
Funny ain't it? Thought I was back in an entertainment
Now my image is tainted, cuffed on my crutches for arraignment
Damn