Hollow Nomo
I don't want it no more
I feel like Han, I'm going solo
Filling up the pieces, I'm sick of feeling so hollow
Hollow no more
Walking on my own two feet
I ain't holding this defeat no more, I say, oh lord
I've been following masses
Skipping classes, passing time writing rhymes on my mattress
Casket size, no lavish.
Perfect asses walking by, I'm making magic happen
Burning ashes, mashing tunes, and downing brews
The perfect hat trick
Got 'em seeing stars like Patrick
Silky fabrics got me feeling problematic in all kinds of ways
So As-Salaam-Alaikum, who gon' send me on my way?
Not afraid to see the state of my brain, afraid no more
Hold on, feeling like a new man, new plans, old friends
Rising slowing, I ain't wanting no bends
I hold hands, while we crossing bridges
Mass appeal, I'm getting stitches
She wanna slow dance, like what stance?
the romance missing, oh lord
Indulging in none of these kisses no more
Hold on, nobody got power to grant my wishes, nah
I've been fishing for some comfort but it's non-existent
This way, everything I say, man
I don't want it no more
I feel like Han, I'm going solo
Filling up the pieces, I'm sick of feeling so hollow
Hollow no more
Walking on my own two feet
I ain't holding this defeat no more
I say, I don't want it no more
I feel like Han, I'm going solo
Filling up the pieces, I'm sick of feeling so hollow
Hollow no more
Walking on my own two feet
I ain't holding this defeat no more, I say oh lord
I feel like Han, I'm going solo
Filling up the pieces, I'm sick of feeling so hollow
Hollow no more
Walking on my own two feet
I ain't holding this defeat no more, I say, oh lord
I've been following masses
Skipping classes, passing time writing rhymes on my mattress
Casket size, no lavish.
Perfect asses walking by, I'm making magic happen
Burning ashes, mashing tunes, and downing brews
The perfect hat trick
Got 'em seeing stars like Patrick
Silky fabrics got me feeling problematic in all kinds of ways
So As-Salaam-Alaikum, who gon' send me on my way?
Not afraid to see the state of my brain, afraid no more
Hold on, feeling like a new man, new plans, old friends
Rising slowing, I ain't wanting no bends
I hold hands, while we crossing bridges
Mass appeal, I'm getting stitches
She wanna slow dance, like what stance?
the romance missing, oh lord
Indulging in none of these kisses no more
Hold on, nobody got power to grant my wishes, nah
I've been fishing for some comfort but it's non-existent
This way, everything I say, man
I don't want it no more
I feel like Han, I'm going solo
Filling up the pieces, I'm sick of feeling so hollow
Hollow no more
Walking on my own two feet
I ain't holding this defeat no more
I say, I don't want it no more
I feel like Han, I'm going solo
Filling up the pieces, I'm sick of feeling so hollow
Hollow no more
Walking on my own two feet
I ain't holding this defeat no more, I say oh lord
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Writer(s): John Hansen
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