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Scornful of the Motives and Virtue of Others

Shai Hulud

That Within Blood Ill Tempered

2003

chaos
Life among hyenas and asps under vultures
That pick at the corpses of the fallen

And man will continue to suffer unto itself
Until some stand

There's one covering every door
Don't question me that for sure 
This beat hit like a hammer 
So I guess that makes me Thor 
Ya you want some more

How you

up some Doja and link up with boys from the Bay
Flow like a clip to your head
I might just aim at your head
Niggas been talkin' so reckless
But they

shit crazy, man, right wrist, I'm revengeful
Count through a hundred bands, dead men, got a handful (yeah)
Heard he a skeleton, just counting down

never see me when the lights on
I'm the one on stage getting flashed by these Nikons
They say i'm an icon, for these younger kids
But no one sees what

house atop a hill 
that blocks out the sun for those 
who can't afford it
throw some crumbs to the starving idealists
do they not bleed the same? are they

sleep, but woke up to someone banging on
My door as soon as i opened it i got gang jumped by a bunch of men
My neighbor got them to dip but if i had my gun

with half cocaine
And shove it down some kids mouth with masking tape
Until he blacks out, that should keep his ass in place
I just say what I say, so

patience
This shit gon' take some time
You know them nikka's get to hatin'
When your grind turn to shine
I lost my dogs wish I could press rewind
Go back

Acting too shy
I know that it's been a minute but it flew by
Say we shouldn't be together but the mood's right
Tapping on my images swimming up in my blue

men
That’s why I’m invited
I’m going there as fast as I can
My friend’s friend led me to understand
There’ll be ten women there for every man
No wonder

not like anything what a man would do

Let's clean up them feelings I hamper you
You asking me questions, I'll answer too
Just say if you want other men

great
You know the heart and the mental it take
S'why these men don't relate
I shared my pain people feelin' my tape
Some ghost on you til you wheelin'

the face, you know, whole nine yards
And she said, "Listen, men don't talk like that, boys do, and I'm raising you to be a man"
And of course she was right

brothers, me & my brothers, me & brothers right X4

(Black Mike) - 2nd verse
Member being in the basement 
Use to write like everyday man 
Built it right up

on the Metropolitan
Swallowing likes and dick gobbling
Like Congressman
Some of the vets
But this is mostly the novice men
cnd they think clout 
Equivalates

To each his role we enroll without admission
See my story is nothing to
Post on social handles
I'm handled by preordained
Verdicts uncoincidental
Only

We're gonna get it in right now y'all
Niggas know uh huh what it is

I'm not a duffle bag boy but a suitcase man
With documents inside to make you

his head
By the police all over some bread

So high at the crib we
Call that shit the treehouse
I've been zoning, I've been zoning
I can feel it right

Laid up in the back with a ken doll,
Calm that man down be gentle,
Blunt behind his ear like a pencil,
Had me loose, thinking bout his potential,
He

Even some men I call Sandbox
Domo keep sayin "You know niggas plot"
But i'm ready to send whoever that try
Bitch I'm a man, I ain't goin like nada
Whole

the world through my stare, Glock 10 baby tucked by my underwear, hopped in early look bit*h I'm still here, windows up tacked even if the whip rare, I know

love spin,
Betta be listenin' u know we hafi win,
Wrists glistenin' true di colour skin mi in, 
I got the melanin accompanied adrenaline and haunted by

Alright, alright, y'all know the vibes, man
Y'all know what time it is
It's summertime, ladies, that mean it's your time
It's ladies night

Every