Holy Cloth - KXNG Crooked

When you considered that-that are no substance is in the cloth

That we’re consumamble used by an artist

And the fact that the blood on the cloth is human blood

It would suggest that their cloth is probably off in it

Niggas thought I just started poppin' when I got with Slaughter House

I been in forms for 20 years, fuck you talkin' bout?

Gang members in the crowd who you thought brought them out?

Punch lines on the West, who you though tied 'em how?

They study my flow on the world famous Wake Up Show

I knew they was stealin' but I had to get my cake-up though

Buddy for last throws caked up at a bake-up slow

The money was fallin' off trees had to rank up though

I don’t know some of my enemies might’ve forget I don’t know

If I catch you in traffic you might get shot I don’t know

Hit the block out the cop on my 6-O clock

I’m in the droughts so we searched… I get to Glock I don’t know

Get my hands like twins that’s on a double nigga

Catch me out East, I got friends you still in trouble nigga

The trait dudes is in it’s Triple Fat Goose

Think you in the NBA with 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 though

Got my name tatted on half of a…

What you rappin'?

Should really know

You be cappin like, so I don’t rap in your video

To my own friends I used to love you

Niggas get close enough to hunt you so they can touch you

Got you in between the ropes these niggas double duck you

Set you up with a bubble butt nah motherfuck you

You get my respect I gotta take some

The higher you climp up the ladder

And that hear the snakes come