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