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Hollow Video (MV)




Performed By: Nino the Savage
Length: 3:09
Written by: Anthony Lynch




Nino the Savage - Hollow Lyrics




This might be the start to something crazy
Or the end to something stupid
Let's find out shall we

Hollow
But deep in sorrow
I don't really have tomorrow
I just listen and follow
I just vision and wallow
Dreaming bout that Monte Carlo
Make all the stress slowly swallow
Flying in my own lonely Apollo
Tryna hear that phony bravo
Following the motto
Going in a pronto
Dreams of living in Toronto
With That big ole condo
Life like desperados
On the side of the hill
With a view that kills
A job that shows my skills
Give me everything to pay the bills
No more need for pills
Paper towel for my spills
Heat to ruin the deep chills
Money for my refills
Breathing through my pain gills
Smile and see the shine up on my grills
You probably think I had a mill
If there's a way then there's a will
Backwards but you understand still
Ima stand still
Till my dreams are filled
You can't kill
What you haven't built
No more shame or even guilt
Leave that in past with the filth
Don't ever cry over spilt milk
Living for the cheap thrills
This is not a drill
I bet yo head catch this bullet Bill
Plumber but I ring the steel
Hanging out the kart real
With one hand on the wheel
Leaving banana peels
I wonder how last place feels

Going down the wrong road
Carrying a big load
Little bumpy but I always flowed
Light lead me little slow
Nothing to show
For all the growth
I always talked about there being mo
Showing off everything I know
Put the pen to the notes to grow
Instead of making these quotes and unload
I'm here staying afloat on this lil boat
School and sports I did both
Never really had time to devote and decode
Now I'm ready to explode and bestow
For all the times I had laid low
Not no average joe
Just tell me when to go
Throw these bars at you like snow
Chill you out, leave you cold
Leaving the old on hold
Time to craft gold
Never been patrolled or controlled
Tell me what you really wanna know
Uh

Y'all been waiting too long
Man this is for everyone
The supporters
The haters
The bros
Anybody y'all can name
Man this for y'all
You know living in a city with such a small support system
It's hard to make moves in the right direction nowadays because Everyone says there witchu
But they never help you to move upward towards the top of the scale
They help you to move forward towards the side
Instead of lifting you up
They move you along
Because in America dreams are more weak than strong
Keep your eyes open
For whatever's next because this is definitely not the end
Whether your a foe or a friend
Thank you
Come again
The bros
Anybody y'all can name
Man this for y'all
You know living in a city with such a small support system
It's hard to make moves in the right direction nowadays
Because everyone says there witchu but they never help you
To move upward towards the top of the scale they help
You to move forward towards the side instead lifting you up
They move you along because in America dreams are More weak than strong
Keep your eyes open
For whatever's next because this is definitely not the end
Whether your a foe or a friend
Thank you come again
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This might be the start to something crazy
Or the end to something stupid
Let's find out shall we

Hollow
But deep in sorrow
I don't really have tomorrow
I just listen and follow
I just vision and wallow
Dreaming bout that Monte Carlo
Make all the stress slowly swallow
Flying in my own lonely Apollo
Tryna hear that phony bravo
Following the motto
Going in a pronto
Dreams of living in Toronto
With That big ole condo
Life like desperados
On the side of the hill
With a view that kills
A job that shows my skills
Give me everything to pay the bills
No more need for pills
Paper towel for my spills
Heat to ruin the deep chills
Money for my refills
Breathing through my pain gills
Smile and see the shine up on my grills
You probably think I had a mill
If there's a way then there's a will
Backwards but you understand still
Ima stand still
Till my dreams are filled
You can't kill
What you haven't built
No more shame or even guilt
Leave that in past with the filth
Don't ever cry over spilt milk
Living for the cheap thrills
This is not a drill
I bet yo head catch this bullet Bill
Plumber but I ring the steel
Hanging out the kart real
With one hand on the wheel
Leaving banana peels
I wonder how last place feels

Going down the wrong road
Carrying a big load
Little bumpy but I always flowed
Light lead me little slow
Nothing to show
For all the growth
I always talked about there being mo
Showing off everything I know
Put the pen to the notes to grow
Instead of making these quotes and unload
I'm here staying afloat on this lil boat
School and sports I did both
Never really had time to devote and decode
Now I'm ready to explode and bestow
For all the times I had laid low
Not no average joe
Just tell me when to go
Throw these bars at you like snow
Chill you out, leave you cold
Leaving the old on hold
Time to craft gold
Never been patrolled or controlled
Tell me what you really wanna know
Uh

Y'all been waiting too long
Man this is for everyone
The supporters
The haters
The bros
Anybody y'all can name
Man this for y'all
You know living in a city with such a small support system
It's hard to make moves in the right direction nowadays because Everyone says there witchu
But they never help you to move upward towards the top of the scale
They help you to move forward towards the side
Instead of lifting you up
They move you along
Because in America dreams are more weak than strong
Keep your eyes open
For whatever's next because this is definitely not the end
Whether your a foe or a friend
Thank you
Come again
The bros
Anybody y'all can name
Man this for y'all
You know living in a city with such a small support system
It's hard to make moves in the right direction nowadays
Because everyone says there witchu but they never help you
To move upward towards the top of the scale they help
You to move forward towards the side instead lifting you up
They move you along because in America dreams are More weak than strong
Keep your eyes open
For whatever's next because this is definitely not the end
Whether your a foe or a friend
Thank you come again
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Writer: Anthony Lynch
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