(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?