[Shaggy 2 Dope]  The sun rises and sets on time every day of the year  But sporadically the circles appear  Baffling all through the history of known man  Since fuckin’ with the mystery of stone hedge  Aliens, cults, witches with lawn mowers, mind blowers   Nobody knows what for sure  Bloody nose when I walk in the vicinity   But I can read them and I believe that I need them  I’m runnin’ through a wheat field, chasin’ a ghost that loves circles  Use it for portals and time holes  And dance backwards, and chant with the crow people   At the crop circle, I’ve come to know people  Under moon rays lighten up my new ways ?   They mow them in two days, 100 years from now we’ll pay for that mishap  With another motherfucking hurricane bitch slapped    [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, it’s gonna wipe us out  I lay in a field alone in the middle of the night  Try to get my life right, pray for bright lights  Set flames to the wheat rows during an eclipse  And the spirits will come out, dance, catch you a glimpse  They’re like artists, connecting the stars in rare fashion  Intricately placed with secrets of white magic  I’m running through the moon lit fields  Following a little orb light hoping it might reveal any secret  Its dancing, and I can’t catch up  And I almost ran head first into a truck  No compass will work, and I’m lookin’ for answers  Why the sands of my hour glass fall off 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]  40,000 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 wheat field uniquely woven    [Shaggy 2 Dope]  Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius, predicting the orbital patterns of Venus  In the grass behind your grandpas wood barn  Complex designs drops seconds before dawn    [Violent J]  Dead birds, scattered throughout the patterns of art  No explanation left by the shadows of dark  Batteries drained of they power in seconds  I’m layin’ in the crop circle countin’ my blessings    [Shaggy 2 Dope]  And my heart, tho?, headaches, and nausea were creeping  And your nose will bleed while you’re sleepin’    [Violent J]  Don’t go near there, don’t dare, be ware  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    [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hey baby come on over here and have a seat you know  I’m glad I finally got you to the house  [Girl] This is nice  [Shaggy 2 Dope] Yeah, oh damn,  I gotta check this message you know I’ve been filln’ out applications  all around the city you know trying to get a job  [Girl] Don’t worry about it baby  [Shaggy 2 Dope] I’ll handle this  [Message] What the fucks your problem asshole im fucking brok over here,  I need your fucking money  [Shaggy 2 Dope] Oh, shit  [Girl] Who the fuck was that?