Attack of the Clones

[Intro: Morgan Freeman]

Across the gulf of space, vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded our planet with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us

[Hook: Curtis Mayfield]

Some people feel so empty

All their problems and hurt of pride

You make me so happy sweet baby

Love is by my side

[Verse: Jay Electronica]

Don't get it confused

This message is for solo artists, but I get at crews

We can make the news

I'll be on the low sippin' daiquiris in Baton Rouge

Or killin' the Rock The Bells with Nas and Posdnuos

It's a small task for Jay-man; wack niggas be dead

And I be laughin', sippin' out my flash, chillin' in my Ray Bans

Imaginary crime boss

With albums full of "Look at how much my watch

And how much my shine cost"

Is time lost

"Who Shot Ya?" The black Bach

Blastin' over operas, phantom of the chakras

Jay-Doppler went from panhandling socks in the Bronx to popular

This is just the start of it

The kid intends to split more wigs than British Parliament

Catch me on the global warming tour with Jigga and Al Gore

Performing "Dear Summer", where Autumn went?

Eternal Sunshine, drum major without a drumline

I be in the D screaming kick rocks to "One Time"

When they say "license and registration," I yell 'em "reparations"

Quote 'em from Revelations, then I peel off in they faces

Young, black, and arrogant with No ID, the most extravagant

They should build me a statue on Grambling campus

With a manuscript that say:

"He got at the best of them

Shot at the rest of them

Ain't no contesting him."

Green said, "It's a lotta niggas talking shit, but we ain't stressin' 'em."