Crop circles spell out your name, It's not pure and true, But it's love, Is that good enough? Good enough to justify me and you, I've read the Guardian
Fuck you very much You say you want to be friends, start over, try again? Well, things will never be the way they were back then. Things were never how
Japan's Aum doomsday cult, that masterminded the fatal nerve gas attack on Tokyo subways, considered spraying the drug LSD from the sky.
aftermath of a life Spent Waiting for the carnage to come I love the stench Of my brothers, my sisters Bloodsoaked and lifeless Sinew, clots, cream of the crop
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
my epic form From my physical; And see my soul arise into a sham Hitting the arcs of Cumulus clouds of Annun I left my image of a crop circle in the form
felt sick, felt good the heat burns, old wood muscles in my arms pump like machines the jericho palm tree is plush and green bright sun, the new day
L'Italia e un po' una coda per arrivare in fondo non basta avere i numeri L'Italia e come un cinema prenota i posti tattici ma al cinema nessuno ci
will stick to you like a wet cloth (You just can't shed). I will cling to you like a child to his mother's breast. You fertile crop, I won't be shed.
Madame of ya illness Red-1 and the Misfit Diggin up the dreaded fist from the northwest And this is how we go like Well let me run down the bio Of the
[Red 1] I'm complex from my station, I flex heads like a Hatian Rockin the mic with solidification My confederation is the Rascalz With inspiration,
Its like clockwork, movin, the hands of time Four MCs, four minds combined in rhyme [x3] And it goes,like this I'll take it straight to that face plate
As we emerge from the woodwork Step in to the front Take control Its like clockwork Well I knock first To pre-warn of my presence About to enter And
[Red One] Dreaded fist from the Northwest... First before my verse, make Boodah bless you Because he blessed me, in form of smoke from a tree With abilities
(feat. CheckMate, Choclair, Kardinal Offishall, Thrust) [Chorus: Kardinal] we notorious ain't nobody can hang with us Rascalz, Checkmate, Kardinal
it seems so different to me I said oh-oh Rosalee Oh my Rosalee Oh every time I see you I have to stop And everybody says you are the cream of the crop
I'm holding my breath at night to try and make some sense of this mess. My mind has got holes from knives and problems I am trying to address. Feelings
Cuanto nos pesa el aire aqui Que dificil regresar a lo que fui Ganarle a tanta soledad, Si no hay disparo que no deje algun dolor Y es que ya no nos
