[Shaggy 2 The sun rises and sets on every day of the year But the circles appear Baffling all through the of known man Since fuckin' the mystery of stone hedge Aliens, cults, witches lawn mowers, mind blowers Nobody knows for sure Bloody nose I walk in the vicinity But I can read and I believe that I need them I'm runnin' through a wheat field, a ghost that loves circles Use it for and time holes And dance backwards, and chant the crow people At the crop circle, I've come to people Under moon lighten up my new ways ? They mow them in two days, 100 years from now we'll pay for mishap With another motherfucking hurricane bitch
The crop circles are to me Circle something, something The crop circles are to me Circle something, circle Something solely meant for me Circle something, circle The crop are talking to me Circle something, something
J] This ball of mud that we on is alive You try to wipe its mouth, gonna wipe us out I lay in a field alone in the of the night Try to get my life right, pray for lights Set flames to the wheat rows an eclipse And the will come out, dance, catch you a glimpse like artists, connecting the stars in rare fashion Intricately placed secrets of white magic I'm running through the moon lit Following a little orb hoping it might reveal any secret Its dancing, and I catch up And I almost ran head into a truck No compass will work, and I'm for answers Why the sands of my glass fall off backwards? I lost you, cause I've lost me too But if you're hiding in the I will come find you
The crop are talking to me Circle something, circle The crop are talking to me Circle something, something Something meant just for me Circle something, something The crop circles are to me Circle something, circle
J] 40,000 ago, the stoning of a young man His story written in the crops near In England the face of a dead shown Etched out a wheat field uniquely
[Shaggy 2 Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius, predicting the patterns of Venus In the grass behind your wood barn designs drops seconds before dawn
J] Dead birds, scattered the patterns of art No explanation by the shadows of dark Batteries of they power in seconds I'm layin' in the crop circle countin' my
2 Dope] And my heart, tho?, headaches, and were creeping And your nose bleed while you're sleepin'
J] Don't go near there, don't dare, be Unless your us, and don't care
The circles are talking to me something, circle something The crop are talking to me Circle something, something Something solely just for me something, circle something The crop circles are to me Circle something, circle
The circles are talking to me Circle something, something The crop are talking to me something, circle something Something solely just for me Circle something, something The crop circles are to me
[Shaggy 2 Dope] Hey baby come on here and have a seat you know I'm I finally got you to the house [Girl] This is 2 Dope] Yeah, oh damn, I gotta check message you know I've been filln' out applications all around the city you know to get a job [Girl] Don't about it baby [Shaggy 2 I'll handle this [Message] the fucks your problem asshole im fucking brok over here, I need fucking money 2 Dope] Oh, shit [Girl] Who the fuck was