(Shaggy)
The sun rises and sets on time every day of the year
But sporatically the circles appear
Baffling all through the history of known man
Since f**in with the mystery of stone henge
Aliens, cults, witches with lawnmowers, mind blowers, nobody knows what for sure
Bloody nose when I walk in the vicinity but I can read em
And I believe that I need em
I'm runnin through a wheat field chasing a ghost
They love cicles, use em for portals and time holes
And dance backwards and chant with the cult people
At the crop circle, I come to know people
Under moon rays lightin up my new ways
The new lays, they mow em down in 2 days
A hundred years from now we'll pay for that mishap
With another motherf**in hurricane b**h slap
(Chorus)
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
(Violent J)
This ball of mud that we live on is alive
You try to wipe its mouth its gonna wipe us out
I lay in the field alone in the middle of the night
I try to get my life right and pray for bright light
Set flames to the wheat rows during an eclipse
And the spirits will come out and dance, catch you a glimpse
They're like artists connecting the stars in rare fashion
Intricately placed with secrets of white magic
I'm runnin through the moonlit fields following a little orb light
Hoping it might reveal any secret It's dancing and I can't catch up
And I almost ran headfirst into a truck
No compa** will work and I'm lookin for answers
While The sands of my hour gla** fall up backwards
Have I lost you, cause I've lost me too
But if you're hiding in the crops I will come find you
(Chorus)
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
(Violent J)
Forty thousand years ago, the stoning of a young man
His story written in the crops near Spokane
In England The face of a dead woman
Shown, etched out a wheatfield uniquely woven
(Shaggy)
Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius
Predicting the orbital patterns of Venus
In the gra** behind your grandpa's wood barn
Complex designs dropped seconds before dawn
(Violent J)
Dead birds scattered throughout the patterns of earth
No explanations left by the shadows of dark
Batteries drained of their power in seconds
I'm laying in the crop circles countin my blessings
(Shaggy)
My hurt no headaches and nausea will creep in
And your nose will bleed when your sleepin
(Violent J)
Don't go near there don't dare beware
Unless your like us and don't care
(Chorus)
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
Something solely meant just for me
Circle something circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something circle something
(Skit)
Guy: Hey baby come over here and have a seat ya know. Im glad I finally got you to the house.
Girl: This is nice.
Guy: Oh Damn. I gotta check this message I been filling out applications all around the city you know trying to get a job.
Girl: Don't worry about it baby.
Guy: I'll handle this.
*BEEP*
Baby Mama: Your f**in kids are hungry god dammit! What the f**'s your problem a**hole?! I'm f**in broke over here! I need your f**in money!
Girl: Who the f** was that?