Quiescent Lyrics
| Song | Quiescent |
| Artist | The Underachievers |
| Album | Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Issa] | |
| Looking through one eye to my suprise | |
| The other two see nothing more than an ignorant disguise | |
| Show the clarity and sanity from young *****, free mind | |
| I create and re-design while they keep they souls inline | |
| The living Christ has arised to lead the Gods from demise | |
| Ain't no more suicides | |
| I recline inside my lazy boy, floatin' kinda hazy dawg | |
| She's still dressed, take it off for preparation intercourse | |
| Demon child I payed the cost never stayed in one lane | |
| Switching up through philosophies, elevating my brain | |
| Because religious hypocrisies will make a ***** insane | |
| I ain't an idiot my ***** they all preaching the same | |
| I'm the reincarnation of a king long gone | |
| Gods songs hidden in verses written out by the lord | |
| Holocaust, burnin' up all these rappers ***** Napalm | |
| Hit a bong get involved, they stop it 'til we evolve | |
| [AK] | |
| Lawd, reminiscent when I throw the piff in | |
| Hopeless wi*****n', my soul imprisoned by this bogus system | |
| Try to follow the school tradition, but something was truly missing | |
| 'til a ***** popped a tab and captured a true religion, uh | |
| Free spirit and light bearer and peace in mirror | |
| Flow beast, no spear in 'em and just feast put fear in 'em | |
| Always showed I got it, you busy talkin' about it | |
| Route it now that I be transforming lyrics into gold like alchemy, uh | |
| And when in doubt, ***** it I blow the loud | |
| Put me on a cloud, brainstormin' about my reign of power | |
| They crowned him, picture your wishes your soul intentions | |
| And then you'll get a hold of senses and get your back off the fences | |
| A winner, back to the center cause we like as some rational thinkers | |
| Blinded by them diamonds but they ain't gon leave your body with ya | |
| Them shoes will probably fit ya cause they chain us mentally | |
| But not this golden entity, the truth be shown eventually | |
| [Issa] | |
| Came up from the bottom, my submarine move full throttle | |
| Drinking the after bottle, celebrate scream the motto | |
| Raising up my profits but still counting them commas | |
| They fiendin' before we drop 'em, we take our time ***** stop it | |
| Keep up off they topics come sit up inside the ****pit | |
| Control this *****t in my pocket, it's nothing my *****s got this | |
| My dome's full when I'm rockin', I put my heart then they cop it | |
| My soul move like a prophet, that real rap that we hot spit | |
| That special K Killimunati kickin' night | |
| AK on that kushy kite, that Rosé got me pissing right | |
| Left these *****s feeling jaded | |
| Read lives, no respirators, peace signs | |
| [?] weak rhymes | |
| I came creative watch 'em hate it | |
| Spittin' for the children of Zion | |
| Leo mighty Lion Sunchild be vibrant | |
| Glowin' from the ions we icons, came up out the dark | |
| And now they fight on, smite dom' but unite dom' | |
| [AK] | |
| Focus got the whole world seekin' knowledge we them prophets | |
| Subtopics see with your heart not your optics | |
| My soul my compass in conflict, cop it and roll it | |
| Headed to the top and I'm not demotin' | |
| Try test the holy make you test the sky like a vessel | |
| Call me the Shepard, uh, puffin' on that Nebula | |
| Mount Everest where I ended up | |
| Pop LS on the terrace then I tare it up | |
| Reemerge your link to the essence in every sentence | |
| Sentence, witness the beheadin' *****s never use their melon |
| Issa | |
| Looking through one eye to my suprise | |
| The other two see nothing more than an ignorant disguise | |
| Show the clarity and sanity from young , free mind | |
| I create and redesign while they keep they souls inline | |
| The living Christ has arised to lead the Gods from demise | |
| Ain' t no more suicides | |
| I recline inside my lazy boy, floatin' kinda hazy dawg | |
| She' s still dressed, take it off for preparation intercourse | |
| Demon child I payed the cost never stayed in one lane | |
| Switching up through philosophies, elevating my brain | |
| Because religious hypocrisies will make a insane | |
| I ain' t an idiot my they all preaching the same | |
| I' m the reincarnation of a king long gone | |
| Gods songs hidden in verses written out by the lord | |
| Holocaust, burnin' up all these rappers Napalm | |
| Hit a bong get involved, they stop it ' til we evolve | |
| AK | |
| Lawd, reminiscent when I throw the piff in | |
| Hopeless wi n', my soul imprisoned by this bogus system | |
| Try to follow the school tradition, but something was truly missing | |
| ' til a popped a tab and captured a true religion, uh | |
| Free spirit and light bearer and peace in mirror | |
| Flow beast, no spear in ' em and just feast put fear in ' em | |
| Always showed I got it, you busy talkin' about it | |
| Route it now that I be transforming lyrics into gold like alchemy, uh | |
| And when in doubt, it I blow the loud | |
| Put me on a cloud, brainstormin' about my reign of power | |
| They crowned him, picture your wishes your soul intentions | |
| And then you' ll get a hold of senses and get your back off the fences | |
| A winner, back to the center cause we like as some rational thinkers | |
| Blinded by them diamonds but they ain' t gon leave your body with ya | |
| Them shoes will probably fit ya cause they chain us mentally | |
| But not this golden entity, the truth be shown eventually | |
| Issa | |
| Came up from the bottom, my submarine move full throttle | |
| Drinking the after bottle, celebrate scream the motto | |
| Raising up my profits but still counting them commas | |
| They fiendin' before we drop ' em, we take our time stop it | |
| Keep up off they topics come sit up inside the pit | |
| Control this t in my pocket, it' s nothing my s got this | |
| My dome' s full when I' m rockin', I put my heart then they cop it | |
| My soul move like a prophet, that real rap that we hot spit | |
| That special K Killimunati kickin' night | |
| AK on that kushy kite, that Rose got me pissing right | |
| Left these s feeling jaded | |
| Read lives, no respirators, peace signs | |
| ? weak rhymes | |
| I came creative watch ' em hate it | |
| Spittin' for the children of Zion | |
| Leo mighty Lion Sunchild be vibrant | |
| Glowin' from the ions we icons, came up out the dark | |
| And now they fight on, smite dom' but unite dom' | |
| AK | |
| Focus got the whole world seekin' knowledge we them prophets | |
| Subtopics see with your heart not your optics | |
| My soul my compass in conflict, cop it and roll it | |
| Headed to the top and I' m not demotin' | |
| Try test the holy make you test the sky like a vessel | |
| Call me the Shepard, uh, puffin' on that Nebula | |
| Mount Everest where I ended up | |
| Pop LS on the terrace then I tare it up | |
| Reemerge your link to the essence in every sentence | |
| Sentence, witness the beheadin' s never use their melon |
| Issa | |
| Looking through one eye to my suprise | |
| The other two see nothing more than an ignorant disguise | |
| Show the clarity and sanity from young , free mind | |
| I create and redesign while they keep they souls inline | |
| The living Christ has arised to lead the Gods from demise | |
| Ain' t no more suicides | |
| I recline inside my lazy boy, floatin' kinda hazy dawg | |
| She' s still dressed, take it off for preparation intercourse | |
| Demon child I payed the cost never stayed in one lane | |
| Switching up through philosophies, elevating my brain | |
| Because religious hypocrisies will make a insane | |
| I ain' t an idiot my they all preaching the same | |
| I' m the reincarnation of a king long gone | |
| Gods songs hidden in verses written out by the lord | |
| Holocaust, burnin' up all these rappers Napalm | |
| Hit a bong get involved, they stop it ' til we evolve | |
| AK | |
| Lawd, reminiscent when I throw the piff in | |
| Hopeless wi n', my soul imprisoned by this bogus system | |
| Try to follow the school tradition, but something was truly missing | |
| ' til a popped a tab and captured a true religion, uh | |
| Free spirit and light bearer and peace in mirror | |
| Flow beast, no spear in ' em and just feast put fear in ' em | |
| Always showed I got it, you busy talkin' about it | |
| Route it now that I be transforming lyrics into gold like alchemy, uh | |
| And when in doubt, it I blow the loud | |
| Put me on a cloud, brainstormin' about my reign of power | |
| They crowned him, picture your wishes your soul intentions | |
| And then you' ll get a hold of senses and get your back off the fences | |
| A winner, back to the center cause we like as some rational thinkers | |
| Blinded by them diamonds but they ain' t gon leave your body with ya | |
| Them shoes will probably fit ya cause they chain us mentally | |
| But not this golden entity, the truth be shown eventually | |
| Issa | |
| Came up from the bottom, my submarine move full throttle | |
| Drinking the after bottle, celebrate scream the motto | |
| Raising up my profits but still counting them commas | |
| They fiendin' before we drop ' em, we take our time stop it | |
| Keep up off they topics come sit up inside the pit | |
| Control this t in my pocket, it' s nothing my s got this | |
| My dome' s full when I' m rockin', I put my heart then they cop it | |
| My soul move like a prophet, that real rap that we hot spit | |
| That special K Killimunati kickin' night | |
| AK on that kushy kite, that Rosé got me pissing right | |
| Left these s feeling jaded | |
| Read lives, no respirators, peace signs | |
| ? weak rhymes | |
| I came creative watch ' em hate it | |
| Spittin' for the children of Zion | |
| Leo mighty Lion Sunchild be vibrant | |
| Glowin' from the ions we icons, came up out the dark | |
| And now they fight on, smite dom' but unite dom' | |
| AK | |
| Focus got the whole world seekin' knowledge we them prophets | |
| Subtopics see with your heart not your optics | |
| My soul my compass in conflict, cop it and roll it | |
| Headed to the top and I' m not demotin' | |
| Try test the holy make you test the sky like a vessel | |
| Call me the Shepard, uh, puffin' on that Nebula | |
| Mount Everest where I ended up | |
| Pop LS on the terrace then I tare it up | |
| Reemerge your link to the essence in every sentence | |
| Sentence, witness the beheadin' s never use their melon |
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