Quantum Leap by Akashik Ancestorz Lyrics
[Verse 1: Amun Morb]
I got stress on my chest I need to let it off my mind
Breathe in the problems, exhale the rhymes, blow 'em on the mic
Deaf and the blind
You can't see or hear cousin in the depths of my mind
It's pitch black silent, death is the guide
Swinging oars, all aboard, prepared for the ride
I hope you brought your coins, if not step to the side
If you didn't accumulate stacks I'm afraid you're ill prepared
Wake up from your coma, go out get your share
Leave a ripple, make a mark, let 'em know that you was there
The transcendental attitude's a weapon of heir
To the throne now that's no less than a chair
I'll be back, remember that
Memories are clear, in the next life
As long as the efforts revered
Not blurred by emotion or separatists here
Free from the methods of terror and the shepherds of fear
[Hook: Amun Morb]
Today, tomorrow, where you gonna be?
Sand in the hourglass, a peasant to king
What role you wanna play?
There's many levels of being
Space and time continuum, dimensions unseen
Quantum leap, past, the present, the future's been leaked
Welcome to the now, where our views are just dreams
Projected holographically illusions of grief
Channeled to the tune to turn you into sheep
[Verse 2: Son of Saturn]
Eyes open, 2090 solstice
Cry as flashing through the sky's omens
My psyche's roaming, grown in higher
Scrolling the horizons to find soldiers
But no one's home in my focus
Scouring the Earth's surface all I find is roaches
Scurrying to abandoned churches, climbing on bones it's all hopeless
Oh shit, maybe I missed the bigger picture
I switch off my mental fixture and activate my spirit's vision
A picture much different, dimension of existence
Sentient entities no longer physically bound to the ground by gravity, space, and time limitations
Twelve-sixty ship to the station
We've drifted away from 13 articulations
Acclimated to a hologram of love
Merkabah of thought caught the falling dove and tugged omni conscious
The transcendental shoved the right direction
Now human life is a high reflection of sacred science
An essence projected through the dissipating ether shield
Trifocal eyes undisguised, I see the real
[Hook: Amun Morb]
Today, tomorrow, where you gonna be?
Sand in the hourglass, a peasant to king
What role you wanna play?
There's many levels of being
Space and time continuum, dimensions unseen
Quantum leap, past, the present, the future's been leaked
Welcome to the now, where our views are just dreams
Projected holographically illusions of grief
Channeled to the tune to turn you into sheep
[Verse 3: Amun Morb]
Since my days as a teen I've chased the same dream
Survived all the struggle, I strived to stay clean
Dust the dirt of the dickies, yeah, blood stains my tee
Nicked and burned epidermis plus the pain no one sees
Paid my dues to the earth, now it's time to make cream
I play the back of the club where I make it rain
Nah, I'm talking about wisdom, I exercise my faculties
Son of Saturn, Amun Morb, bitch smack a whack emcee
Chop 'em up with chakra then feed 'em to the nasty beast that dwells inside my head
They've intruded man, they're after me
Like hellenistic priests
I'm so lucid I'm a maccabee with a torah in my palm
Swingin' swords at Alexander's greeks from the land of Israel
I have flashbacks of a Spanish fleet on the port of St. Domingue
After months upon the savage sea Maltese Cross on the sail that represents the cavalry
Cardinal legion down to make these cannons scream
[Hook: Amun Morb]
Today, tomorrow, where you gonna be?
Sand in the hourglass, a peasant to king
What role you wanna play?
There's many levels of being
Space and time continuum, dimensions unseen
Quantum leap, past, the present, the future's been leaked
Welcome to the now, where our views are just dreams
Projected holographically illusions of grief
Channeled to the tune to turn you into sheep
I got stress on my chest I need to let it off my mind
Breathe in the problems, exhale the rhymes, blow 'em on the mic
Deaf and the blind
You can't see or hear cousin in the depths of my mind
It's pitch black silent, death is the guide
Swinging oars, all aboard, prepared for the ride
I hope you brought your coins, if not step to the side
If you didn't accumulate stacks I'm afraid you're ill prepared
Wake up from your coma, go out get your share
Leave a ripple, make a mark, let 'em know that you was there
The transcendental attitude's a weapon of heir
To the throne now that's no less than a chair
I'll be back, remember that
Memories are clear, in the next life
As long as the efforts revered
Not blurred by emotion or separatists here
Free from the methods of terror and the shepherds of fear
[Hook: Amun Morb]
Today, tomorrow, where you gonna be?
Sand in the hourglass, a peasant to king
What role you wanna play?
There's many levels of being
Space and time continuum, dimensions unseen
Quantum leap, past, the present, the future's been leaked
Welcome to the now, where our views are just dreams
Projected holographically illusions of grief
Channeled to the tune to turn you into sheep
[Verse 2: Son of Saturn]
Eyes open, 2090 solstice
Cry as flashing through the sky's omens
My psyche's roaming, grown in higher
Scrolling the horizons to find soldiers
But no one's home in my focus
Scouring the Earth's surface all I find is roaches
Scurrying to abandoned churches, climbing on bones it's all hopeless
Oh shit, maybe I missed the bigger picture
I switch off my mental fixture and activate my spirit's vision
A picture much different, dimension of existence
Sentient entities no longer physically bound to the ground by gravity, space, and time limitations
Twelve-sixty ship to the station
We've drifted away from 13 articulations
Acclimated to a hologram of love
Merkabah of thought caught the falling dove and tugged omni conscious
The transcendental shoved the right direction
Now human life is a high reflection of sacred science
An essence projected through the dissipating ether shield
Trifocal eyes undisguised, I see the real
[Hook: Amun Morb]
Today, tomorrow, where you gonna be?
Sand in the hourglass, a peasant to king
What role you wanna play?
There's many levels of being
Space and time continuum, dimensions unseen
Quantum leap, past, the present, the future's been leaked
Welcome to the now, where our views are just dreams
Projected holographically illusions of grief
Channeled to the tune to turn you into sheep
[Verse 3: Amun Morb]
Since my days as a teen I've chased the same dream
Survived all the struggle, I strived to stay clean
Dust the dirt of the dickies, yeah, blood stains my tee
Nicked and burned epidermis plus the pain no one sees
Paid my dues to the earth, now it's time to make cream
I play the back of the club where I make it rain
Nah, I'm talking about wisdom, I exercise my faculties
Son of Saturn, Amun Morb, bitch smack a whack emcee
Chop 'em up with chakra then feed 'em to the nasty beast that dwells inside my head
They've intruded man, they're after me
Like hellenistic priests
I'm so lucid I'm a maccabee with a torah in my palm
Swingin' swords at Alexander's greeks from the land of Israel
I have flashbacks of a Spanish fleet on the port of St. Domingue
After months upon the savage sea Maltese Cross on the sail that represents the cavalry
Cardinal legion down to make these cannons scream
[Hook: Amun Morb]
Today, tomorrow, where you gonna be?
Sand in the hourglass, a peasant to king
What role you wanna play?
There's many levels of being
Space and time continuum, dimensions unseen
Quantum leap, past, the present, the future's been leaked
Welcome to the now, where our views are just dreams
Projected holographically illusions of grief
Channeled to the tune to turn you into sheep