Attack of the Clones (feat. John Givez & Jackie Hill Perry)

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