Attack of the Clones

Mic check, check the decorum

Everything that glitters might not be

Considered to be Aurum, to be or um

To be gold, so

So far from home, don't let me get in my zone

Remove the curse of these clones

Run with no feet, they speak but they won't preach

Look but they don't see, drum to their own beat

But there's a cadence in his heart

Sum of all the time, doesn't coincide

With the metronome in mind

That another king has paved the way

For me to move

I gotta be [?]

They say there's a grace abounding love that's chasing me

Chasing me, chasing

Electrify refined in the lightning of ten thousand power lines

But I need more than a sign

I'm a male with a plan, with my life in His hands

Try'na find my way

I've been running all day, running all day

On the world way

Attack of the clones

Attack of the clones

Up, down, up, down, up, down

Then I crash in the ground

Gotta fly by faith

Feel the attack

And I know you saw me, no looking back

But I gotta know which way to go

Can't see the fight all the time

But you know it's on

Attack of the clones (Hold up)

Countdown, thirty, twenty-five

Twenty fifteen going fast (If you think about it)

What you gon' do? Which road?

Which path gonna last? (Better think about it)

Attack of the clones

Imitators are the ones that war with the Lord, Lord

Attack of the clones

And the violent take it by force (God think about it)

They say that there's a grace abounding knowledge chasing me

They say

Electrify refined in the lightning of ten thousand power lines

But I need more than a sign

I'm a male with a plan, with my life in His hands

Try'na find my way

I've been running all day, running all day

On the world way

Attack of the clones

Attack of the clones

Up, down, up, down, up, down

Then I crash in the ground

Gotta fly by faith

What does it mean to, what

What, what does it mean to

See you when I see [?] be cool

When I see through

Need school, just to read you

Me fool

Read then you eat to feed fools

With utensils full of pencils

So they quench, who me?

Who what me? Look see

I don't look keen

My goal, D-Day with the Normandy

Normally I'm a matrix

And I make 'em when I take ships

And replace 'em with a fake faith

I don't wanna say grace

I don't wanna

I don't wanna run away with the Way

Or wave hate to the place that faith makes in me

Trade place with the way of another me

That came when the grave couldn't smuggle me

Make me, make me, make me know

Make me, make me, make me know

Look an old man, antique for sure

Clones that's prone to forsake the truth

They imitate snakes

Reptilian wolves

Skeptics too cold for the blood of a bull

To Nicholas Cage's face

Full of good

Change his face for the good

Get it?

Attack of the clones

Attack of the clones