Hollow Bastion by Smug Mang Lyrics
[Intro: Smug Mang]
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
I'm the Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
I'm the Smug God-God-God
[Verse 1: Smug Mang]
Smug Mang is a Smug God
Planet Xanax where I'm on
Party pack of bars
Outside in my car
Need a pint of lean, Hi-Tech or that Actavis
Look me bitches look like I give a shit?
My stomach hurts, I need that shit
I need my weed, I need my lean
I need my Xans, goddamn
Smug God
Don't ask me what the fuck I'm on
Ask me what planet I'm currently on
Trippy kid always on
[Verse 2: Key Nyata]
Yeeah
As you talk about them niggas that you hate
It's really yourself bitch
You niggas all fake and I'm really myself
I'm focused on wealth
Help? I don't need none
Type of flow that make 'em shoot theirself with his own gun
Then run, no fucks given I'm [?]
Playin' melodies with a ripped out organ
I'mma prolly live and die by the sword bruh
And when I'm 40 I'mma still be on one
That's prolly over your head, Air Force 1
It's getting clearer that I really am the chosen one
This is just a prelude of what is to come
Reducin' your brain cells to sticky mush
Sick as fuck, I'm a fool with the pen and stuff
I can make your main and your side bitch give it up
Opposite of Bronson, 'cause all my green chips is up
So fuck nigga give it up
[Verse 3: Butch Dawson]
Yeah
[?] watch all my senses
Bitchin' and drivin' the Benz's
Don't even keep me a license
Licenses they kill pretty decent
Butcha ya monsta who creepin'
Energy used on the weekend
Find me a bitch who attractive
Tip that bitch home to my tree pen
Some say they see I'm not actin' right
[?]
Whippin' bad bitches my paradise
It ain't much of a secret
Hotestest hand on the beaches
Hotestest bitch by the bleachles
Heater needed releavin'
Be it so be it, I'm leavin'
People are still gon' be grieve
Evil and good is the equal
Life is a bitch, don't you see it?
[?]
Seeing, believing
Money is always believing
Money is always believed in
Money's a part of our reason
Walkin' with dark of the demon
[?]
Now dab one
I just wanna work while have fun
Niggas pass some
If the cops come
Nigga stash some
This the last one
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
I'm the Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
Smug God-God-God
I'm the Smug God-God-God
[Verse 1: Smug Mang]
Smug Mang is a Smug God
Planet Xanax where I'm on
Party pack of bars
Outside in my car
Need a pint of lean, Hi-Tech or that Actavis
Look me bitches look like I give a shit?
My stomach hurts, I need that shit
I need my weed, I need my lean
I need my Xans, goddamn
Smug God
Don't ask me what the fuck I'm on
Ask me what planet I'm currently on
Trippy kid always on
[Verse 2: Key Nyata]
Yeeah
As you talk about them niggas that you hate
It's really yourself bitch
You niggas all fake and I'm really myself
I'm focused on wealth
Help? I don't need none
Type of flow that make 'em shoot theirself with his own gun
Then run, no fucks given I'm [?]
Playin' melodies with a ripped out organ
I'mma prolly live and die by the sword bruh
And when I'm 40 I'mma still be on one
That's prolly over your head, Air Force 1
It's getting clearer that I really am the chosen one
This is just a prelude of what is to come
Reducin' your brain cells to sticky mush
Sick as fuck, I'm a fool with the pen and stuff
I can make your main and your side bitch give it up
Opposite of Bronson, 'cause all my green chips is up
So fuck nigga give it up
[Verse 3: Butch Dawson]
Yeah
[?] watch all my senses
Bitchin' and drivin' the Benz's
Don't even keep me a license
Licenses they kill pretty decent
Butcha ya monsta who creepin'
Energy used on the weekend
Find me a bitch who attractive
Tip that bitch home to my tree pen
Some say they see I'm not actin' right
[?]
Whippin' bad bitches my paradise
It ain't much of a secret
Hotestest hand on the beaches
Hotestest bitch by the bleachles
Heater needed releavin'
Be it so be it, I'm leavin'
People are still gon' be grieve
Evil and good is the equal
Life is a bitch, don't you see it?
[?]
Seeing, believing
Money is always believing
Money is always believed in
Money's a part of our reason
Walkin' with dark of the demon
[?]
Now dab one
I just wanna work while have fun
Niggas pass some
If the cops come
Nigga stash some
This the last one