[Shaggy 2 The sun rises and sets on time every day of the But sporadically the circles Baffling all the history of known man fuckin' with the mystery of stone hedge Aliens, cults, witches with lawn mowers, mind 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, chasin' a that loves circles Use it for and time holes And backwards, and chant with the crow people At the crop circle, I've come to people Under moon rays lighten up my new ? They mow them in two days, 100 years from now we'll pay for mishap With another motherfucking hurricane bitch
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J] This ball of mud that we on is alive You try to wipe its mouth, it's wipe us out I lay in a field alone in the of the night Try to get my life right, pray for bright Set flames to the wheat rows during an And the spirits come out, dance, catch you a glimpse They're like artists, the stars in rare fashion placed with secrets of white magic I'm running the moon lit fields Following a little orb light hoping it reveal any secret Its dancing, and I can't up And I ran head first into a truck No compass work, and I'm lookin' for answers Why the sands of my glass fall off backwards? Have I 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 years ago, the of a young man His story written in the crops near In England the of a dead woman shown Etched out a wheat uniquely woven
[Shaggy 2 Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius, predicting the orbital of Venus In the grass behind your grandpas barn Complex drops seconds before dawn
J] Dead birds, throughout the patterns of art No explanation left by the shadows of drained of they power in seconds I'm layin' in the crop circle countin' my
[Shaggy 2 And my heart, tho?, headaches, and nausea were And your will bleed while you're sleepin'
J] Don't go there, don't dare, be ware your like us, and don't care
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The crop are talking to me Circle something, circle The crop circles are to me Circle something, circle Something meant just for me Circle something, circle The circles are talking to me
[Shaggy 2 Hey baby come on over here and have a seat you know I'm glad I got you to the house [Girl] is nice 2 Dope] Yeah, oh damn, I gotta check this message you know I've been filln' out all the city 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 over here, I need fucking money [Shaggy 2 Oh, shit [Girl] Who the fuck was