Key Nyata - Hollow Bastion lyrics

[Intro: Smug Mang] Smug God-God-God Smug God-God-God Smug God-God-God... [Verse 1: Smug Mang] Smug Mang is a Smug God Planet Xanax where I'm on Party pack a bars Outside in my car Need a pint of lean, Hi-Tech or that Actavis Look me b**hes look like I give a sh**? My stomach hurts, I need that sh** I need my weed, I need my lean, I need my Xans Goddamn, Smug God Don't ask me what the f** 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 n***as that you hate It's really yourself b**h You n***as 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 f**s given I'm [?] Playin' melodies with a ripped out organ I'mma prolly live and die by the sword bruh And 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 f**, I'm a fool with the pen and stuff I can make your main and your side b**h give it up [?] cause all my green chips is up So f** n***a give it up [Verse 3: Butch Dawson] Yeah [?] watch all my senses b**hin' and drivin' the Benz's Don't even keep me a license Licenses they k** pretty [?] Butcha ya monsta who creepin' Energy used on the weekend Find me a b**h who attractive Tip that b**h home to my tree pen Some say they see I'm not actin' right [?] Whippin' bad b**hes my paradise It ain't much of a secret Hotestest hand on the beaches Hotestest b**h 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 b**h, 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 n***as pa** some If the cops come n***a stash some This the last one