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pontiff - home bowman lyrics

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[chorus]

staying low
running home
never show the truth
pontiff sulyvahn
i got a chapel full of doom
bleak nights, weak days
whatchu gon’ assume
fl!cker all the lights
to be rid of all the gloom
they will never say it
when they know you’re gonna bloom
f*cking hated everyone from n*w too
didn’t even show to graduation i’m on zoom
f*ck it, didn’t matter i was busy in my room
[verse i]

while i’m on this sh*t i’ll tell you
bout the walks i took alone
with an njoy in my palm and a demon in my phone
everybody listen close, check and see if he is stoned
i just heard his latest single, that sh*t hit me right at home

almost likе he been losing it for a minute
promoted thе cynical tenet and then submitted
thermobaric albums and n0body wanna listen
he will not forget being vetted and being bitten

snakes all around him he fell in the pit
holy sh*t
everybody else wanna jump on his d*ck
pogo stick
danger ehren man, he’s a cardinal sin
not akin
to another rapper like him
up in this city

i’m a beast
i’m a different breed
from a different seed
i’m a king
walking down the street
women take a peek
and it seem
like i hit a peak
every other week
but the chic
and the mystique
never meek
never see
the sh*t i do on the sidelines to make a buck
ducking women in thigh highs that wanna f*ck
estimated the timeline i was getting buzzed
never thought i’d be that high for three months

quarter zip and a zip tie, looking lush
but i quit it a long time ago i must
tell the truth cause i gotta go, i’m in a rush
took your sister to petco and made her blush

cloud 9 don’t exist anymore
they talk sh*t all the time can’t resist any wars
i’d break lines down for you but they’d take me to court
new b*tch got a motherf*cking baking assortment

sipping poison, i was born up in farron keep
go check my poise then, know you ain’t staggering me
y’all in the toy bin, but you cannot spell or speak
i’m unanointed cause i’m on a murderous streak

[chorus]

staying low
running home
never show the truth
pontiff sulyvahn
i got a chapel full of doom
bleak nights, weak days
whatchu gon’ assume
fl!cker all the lights
to be rid of all the gloom
they will never say it
when they know you’re gonna bloom
f*cking hated everyone from n*w too
didn’t even show to graduation i’m on zoom
f*ck it, didn’t matter i was busy in my room
[final verse of fl!cker]

lately i’ve been working harder than i ever have
trying to get this project ready for the final act
bodied anyone that ever tried to block my path
then i wrapped the corpses up in cellophane and laughed

you think i give a sh*t if i lose another friend?
you little cuckolds reb*ttal with an emoji text
the f*ck do i gotta do to go make you all impressed?
i say my city the definition of special ed

square hole round peg y’all keep having s*x
make another useless fenty addict popping meds
park in two spots darting through another red
you can say it man i’m fed up with the bullsh*t

i been tryna scream for months but there’s people up in my house
so i sit inside my car plotting how i’mma make it out
i been working every morning, every afternoon and night
when i sleep i dream about the sh*t i’m dropping taking flight

i’ve been way too kind for you to wanna try me
deleted like 30 lines from 10th and aphrodite
sh*tting on you i nearly tore out my stomach lining
what the f*ck do you mean my lyrics ain’t inviting

everybody i loved all chose to fade away
and every door i close them, never known another way
this is everything i am to myself so
i will never stop f*cking up your whole day

circumstantially i know i have the upper hand
so i won’t smack you with it ’til you go ahead and ask
that’ll go for anybody, shove it up your ass
i’m the only one around here taking off the mask

get your paper out, bowman’s here to teach the class
everything you’ve ever written going in the trash
this a different type of ending what i’m saying last:
f*ck everyone i dissed i don’t take it back

- home bowman lyrics

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