[Shaggy 2 The sun and sets on time every day of the year But sporadically the circles Baffling all through the of known man Since fuckin' with the mystery of stone Aliens, cults, witches with lawn mowers, mind Nobody knows what for Bloody nose I walk in the vicinity But I can them and I believe that I need them I'm runnin' through a wheat field, chasin' a ghost that circles Use it for portals and time And dance backwards, and with the crow people At the circle, I've come to know people Under moon rays up my new ways ? They mow them in two days, 100 from now we'll pay for that mishap With another motherfucking bitch slapped
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J] This ball of mud we live on is alive You try to wipe its mouth, gonna wipe us out I lay in a field alone in the middle of the Try to get my life right, for bright lights Set flames to the rows during an eclipse And the spirits will come out, dance, you a glimpse They're like artists, the stars in rare fashion Intricately placed secrets of white magic I'm running through the lit fields Following a little orb light hoping it might reveal any Its dancing, and I catch up And I ran head first into a truck No compass work, and I'm lookin' for answers Why the sands of my hour glass off backwards? I lost you, cause I've lost me too But if you're hiding in the crops I will come you
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J] 40,000 ago, the stoning of a young man His story in the crops near Spokane In England the face of a woman shown Etched out a wheat uniquely woven
[Shaggy 2 Hieroglyphics, genius, predicting the orbital patterns of Venus In the behind your 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 in the crop circle countin' my blessings
[Shaggy 2 And my heart, tho?, headaches, and were creeping And nose will bleed while you're sleepin'
J] Don't go near there, don't dare, be Unless your like us, and don't
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[Shaggy 2 Hey baby come on over here and have a seat you know I'm I finally got you to the house This is nice [Shaggy 2 Yeah, oh damn, I gotta this message you know I've been filln' out applications all around the city you trying to get a job [Girl] Don't worry it baby [Shaggy 2 Dope] handle this [Message] What the fucks your asshole im fucking brok over here, I need your money 2 Dope] Oh, shit [Girl] Who the fuck was