When the wars are done. And the waste and misery that follow great conflicts and pleads for tranquil times. What it is? You know we come from the same cloth right? We’re aliens brother! Fucking aliens son. Straight up. These people can’t understand this man. We are on another plane of existence brother. Army of the Pharaohs, Lost Souls.
[Verse 1]
Hurricane McClouds coming, better get inside. Running petrified, when I’m done it’s genocide. I come from an unidentified flying object, To perform a diagnostic on your higher conscious. The dialect that I direct is pyrotechnics. I’m complex quantum physics and hydroglyphics. I spy with the eye of the pyramid. WI-FI satellites, the sky is limit less. And my gaze sees past The Matrix math equations. Half Man, Half Amazing Alien, can I have some space dept? Back in the days I was beyond your imagination. You couldn’t find me if you had On-Star Navigation. Man that the catholic church couldn’t kill. And this will be the day that the earth stood still. This will be the day that the earth stood still. This will be the day that the earth stood still.
[Chorus x 2]
[Kids] Look up at the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane.
[Block] This will be the day that the aliens came. This will be the day that the radiation rains. The day that the nation is saved. It’s independence day.
[Verse 2]
The weather report is weather the storm. We tend to get gory, end of the story. Some heads get aboard and you get left with the stork. I was meant to be born a Pharaoh, destined to soar. An emperor, watch as the Templar retort. Rise and fall, soon as I enter the door. Eyeses on the man from Mars, I’m a stranger, bring danger like the Leopard out of Zanzibar. We organize your demise, the war designed to force mankind to open their mind before they go offline. Gave you freedom of choice and you abused it. Every thing you people destroyed it, you’re too stupid. Every great leader with voice you executed. The only thing we really enjoyed is Stoupe’s music. And Block McCloud, that dude has vision, he sees the truth. It’s like you all revert to monkeys as soon as he leaves the booth. Too little, too late. There’s an army, middle of every great city, ready to disintegrate your pity full fate. This you did if you created birth control pill. * And this will be the day that the earth stood still. This will be the day that the earth stood still. This will be the day that the earth stood still.