Holy Cloth

Lyrics

[Intro] When you consider that there are no substances on the cloth that were conceivably used by an artist And the fact that the blood on the cloth is human blood it would suggest that the cloth is probably authentic [Verse] Yeah... Niggas thought I just started poppin' when I got with Slaughterhouse I been in foreigns for 20 years fuck you talking 'bout? Gang members in the crowd, who you thought brought em out Punchlines on the west, who you thought taught 'em how? They study my flow on the world famous Wake Up Show I knew they was stealing but I had to get my cake up though Buddy Valastro some cake that'll bakе up slow The money was falling off trees had to rake up dough (I don't know,) Somе of my enemies might've forgot (I don't know,) If I catch you in traffic you might get shot (I don't know,) Hit the block had a cop on my 6'o clock I'm in the drop, so he searched then asked where did I get the Glock (I don't know,) Get my ends like twins that's on the double nigga Catch me out east I got friends you still in trouble Nigga The Tray Deuces is in it's Triple Fat Goose Think you in the NBA when my shooter come out the bubble nigga They'll be asking where did he go I'm in Vatican City though With my African pretty hoe Really tho Got my name tatted on half of a titty, yo What you rappers should really know You be cappin like fitteds so I don't rap in your video To my own friends I used to love you Niggas get close enough to hug you so they can touch you Got you in between the ropes these niggas double dutch you Set you up with a bubble butt, nah motherfuck you To get my respect I gotta take some The higher you climb up the ladder, now hear the snakes come Rappers sell a million songs From hanging with pedophiles You take baby blood and adrenochrome to stay young (Woo) They gon' hate me in Holly-weird Let my gun ring on your chest you getting body pierced I'm in the heart of the city the part that's highly feared 20 gold chains on my neck, Haile Selassie beard Diamonds in the face set the Rollie off Bitches would ignore me ironic 'cause now they blow me off Circle of leaders homie I'm not the only boss COB bandanas the holy cloth (Flag) (Amen)