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."