Bishop Lamont , Anjulie - Hollow Eyes lyrics

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Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes
Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes

When I first got into shit


I thought it was the shit
I freestyled every minute
Everyday I gotta spit
I did the local shows, Project Blowed
Good Life, Unity, The Wake Up Show
Dreamin' in my mind of the
Day when I would blow
I'd be like Nas, Big Pun, Redman and Camp Lo
End up on The Source or Yo!MTV Raps
With Dre and Ed Lover
Couldn't nothin' beat that
Then that shit got cancelled
Rap City came along
Went from Mayor Chris Thomas to Prince Dejour
It started gettin' bigger
Joe Clair and Big Lez
Till that faggot nigga Tigger
That's what Superhead said
But uh, anyway, locally I started poppin'
Hooked up with Dorsey Fuller at
The Beat got me rockin' sha got my back
Both stations had me knockin'
Labels started jockin'
I started losin' options

Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes
Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes

Put out Who I Gotta Kill
Cause of that nigga Naeem
Back when he worked for MC Eiht
He fronted on me so mean
Told me I ain't got a chance, flash forward
Now we cool that's that industry shit
What them phoney people do
But, I ain't even trip so on with the story
Started losin' friends that wasn't
Really happy for me i mean rap friends that
Really wanted my glory
Hooked up with J wells makin'
Hot shit at Sony thanks to Jack Bomb
Yeah we used to be homies
We made It's Bishop, it blew up for me
Unbeknownst to most
Dude started bad mouthin' me
I had no choice but beat
Him up on the balcony
Coulda been a warrant or cause of Dr dre
He said I was "Hollywood", oh, okay
And come to think of it
I wasn't gettin' paid
Just followin' the dream
Realizin' the charade

Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes
Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes

Damn hip hop I didn't know it'd be like this
Contracts, backstabbers, cut throat shit
I signed to a major and I majorly got fucked
Outside lookin' in, "Oh damn
He gon' blow up" i thought I got signed
Didn't feel like I was signed
Did all the hard work, raised my buzz
Kept my shine
Release date never, but I was too blind
Loyal men I'm hopeful for a
Day I'll never find
Rappers all aggy cause they can't get at me
I was off worse than them
Thinkin' 'bout it so actually
They was all free
It was like I'm in a prison
Watch the days go by all I
Could do was keep spittin'
Drop street albums tour overseas
Made a hit record, my label made it cease
But, I smiled in my interviews
Repped 'em in my youtubes looked so happy
You couldn't tell I was confused

Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes
Lights go down on these
Broken streets of mine
(Will I get where I'm tryin' to go?)
Same hotel, suitcase, dark sky outside
(Memories gettin' hard to hold)
Maybe if I could warm this
Cold cold bed of mine (Do what you need to)
See through my, hollow eyes