Представляем точный текст композиции "Crop Circles" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста ICP (Insane Clown Posse) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Crop Circles» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую ICP (Insane Clown Posse) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - "Crop Circles"
Lyrics to Crop Circles : [Shaggy 2 Dope] The sun rises and sets on time every day of the year But sporadically, the circles appear Bafflin all through the history of no man Since fuckin with the mystery of Stonehenge 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 Im 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 crow 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 well pay for that mishap With another motherfuckin hurricane bitch slap [Hook] 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 There like artist connect me the stars in rare fashion Intricately placed with secrets of white magic Im runnin through the moonlit fields Following a little orb light hoping it might reveal Any secret, its dancing and I cant catch up And I almost ran headfirst into a truck No compass will work, and Im lookin for answers While the sands of my hour glass fall up backwards Have I lost you' cause Ive lost me too But if your hiding in the crops I will come find you [Hook] 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 spoken In England, The face of a dead woman Shown, etched out a wheatfield uniquely woven [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hierogliphics, mathmatical genius Predicting the orbital patterns of Venus In the grass behind your grandpas 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 there power in seconds Im laying in the crop circles countin my blessings [Shaggy 2 Dope] And my no headaches and nausea will creep in And your nose will bleed when your sleepin [Violent J] Dont go near there dont dare beware Unless your like us and dont care [Hook] - x2 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 on 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: Dont worry about it baby Guy: Let me handle this.. *BEEP* Baby Mama: The fucking kids are lonely goddamnit! What the fucks your problem asshole!' Im fuckin broke over here! I need your fuckin money! Girl: Who the fuck was that' [ Crop Circles Lyrics ]
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