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64 bars - church leon lyrics

this is not a 64 , it’s a catharsis
church in a cathedral with the father
all these k!llings
it’s a good thing i don’t believe in karma
’cause the sessions of confessions i just couldn’t tell your honour
today i tell the story of a man turned martyr

they were peaking out the window of their houses
yellow tape and flashing lights
a lashing from the sharpest
i took away the carc-ss
left the head on the carpet so you know it’s me
and on the wall i wrote sorry for your losses

with the blood of my victims
i need a pound of your flesh
my feet are mounted on mountains of bodies
fountains of red
i read the art of war at 10 and then perfected the pen
see i just counteract the counterfeit by the counting the dead

so look me in the eyes but don’t look at us as equals
i never met a man that ever met the world peaceful
medic for the speed dial, glover with the lethal
malice in the palace, pre metta world peace dude

pre mediated murder
the feds will ask my momma if she ever felt alerted
my father asked me if the fact i’m here will make me nervous
i replied that it’s the will of god to hear the churches

sweet jesus they think that i’m birthed virgin
prepare your best verses
so i beat your best version
close curtains end the scene
but it’s backhanded – “oh he’s best for 17”
correction – i’m the best you’ve ever seen
somebody like me
the last of a dying breed of thoroughbreds
on my road to glory, 64 is just a thoroughfare
they pouring out for courage or they pouring as they shed a tear
it’s winner stays on and i love it here

so i just terrorise the courts until the court is called to rise
i cauterise the warts and watch the water turn to wine
my corduroy divine
you couldn’t even write a quarter of my lines
i’m caught up like i’m teina pora
all the time i spent with bars i deserve some money from it
reparations
break down the basics, send a patient to the afterlife

after i spit they wanna imitate the the repertoire
but it’s hard when knifes is found up right up in jugular
i’m juggling tuition with the fact that i’m a juggernaut
but it’s intuition, i’m aware that i’m a different cloth
i need the bag
see that’s the fractions the percentage, get it how you live
i guess the rule is not to spend up
festivals will book me cause it’s magic when i enter
put me on the big stage and i can play the center
not to mention i ain’t big enough to stop the pettiness
so if they want the drama
still serving out the severance

i’m the type to bump ignition p-ssing on your grave
to eat up off my plate’s a dinner date with the sidewalk
sweet like jawbreakers, take a minute to cool off
then show some t–th homie, be happy you found god
i’m happy to sound off
on anyone to send an idle threat
just make sure that you say it with your chest
you see the lines go over head like i could fade nz idols
so the false idols never do impress

but i could see why they would press
when all i see are green pastures
i would hate me too if i thought that i was an artist
to see what real art is
spying on a rookie yo don’t even get me started
you ain’t ap, you ain’t baccyard huh
you ain’t shallows, you are not hard, you subpar kid
probably treat the 64 like 64 cartridge
and blow it
who these second rate poets

i bust your gl-ss jaw, you would’ve thought that you sparking
bust this gl-ss wall just to bump my own bars and
the way i bust the beat david calling worldstar
but they should’ve called the hospital
cause this now departed
so this not a 64, this is just a casket

- church leon lyrics

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