Distill + Shell

See yeah, every time you choose
The real, the nice, the good
The opposite is being built up
You know, in the physical too
The job is to destroy the choice you've made
Man has to come through militant
Bloodfire
You have to be able to kill a man
You know, the intensity is raised
So you raise your energy
You have to raise your vibration
It's no joke in this thing
And no long talk
This not a game
It's simple

I could give a fuck
When I catch a buzz
I tend to run amok
Rolling in the trenches
I'm yet to bust a nut
Please don't speak to me when I'm knee deep in my thoughts
Please don't ask me questions
I don't have your answers
I am not your father
I couldn't raise no bitch boy
Boy could you speak up
Look us in the eyes and tell us what you speak of
Weak spirits, plotting on the downfall of the soul
Tryna take it all
You're armed with gall
We'll take you to the lord
It's no long talk
I used to take my energy everywhere
Now I just recline, distill and shell
Now I just recline, distill and shell

Flowing from hurdles
Plagued with struggles
And we all ah suffice
You claim you feel it
And you knew it
You were on our sofa
It was on a cold night
You brought out your ice
Exposed your true eyes
And you took your own life
You took your own life

Flowing from hurdles
Plagued with struggles
And we all ah suffice
You claim you feel it
And you knew it
You were on our sofa
It was on a cold night
You brought out your ice
Exposed your true eyes
And you took your own life
You took your own life
You took your own life
You took your own life
You took your own life
You took your own life
You took your own life