by weather Downpour torrential, power of the vengeful This was all triggered by the sub-conscious central Sweet dreams are hideous lets not confuse those Bad dreams will find you confine you to circles
'm about to sever one I put my pressure on the corner to cave the box in This time I sawed in my breath and rhymed circles of sin See, if I don't reanimate
world A hundred carats got me all over your girl Five freaks and my Gucci duffel bag A corporate thug, I run with a Playaz Circle I got a Field Mob
greed and lust And when the big dogs die, who gon' feed the pups My niggas is here, so you know the circle is tight I circle the block, and cut off
from the cops Crucial choices to make, like A-C or the drop Are we gonna stop? Shit man never my squad go broke Your squad arti-choke Watch your circle
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
(Why you ain't call me?) You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't) I've been inside every hip hop circle you
come and gone Went to see a standing stone Some in circles, some alone Ancient, worn and weather torn They chill me to the very bone Many of these can be seen In quiet places, fields
sun And I see the day has just begun Feeling windblown, reeling I have grown out of my time And like a circle casting shadows Rolling over growing clover fields
My own mind is mine to drive In lanes that aren't allowed that's why I'm allowed in circles around 'cause at the top of it all from where we are all Black
Amber circles stretch astonishing Silencing glassy water where we've never been Backwards Shining waves within each other spin No one sees them On the
Lead vocals: Eduardo Marques] Deep in the forest Down the trees So dark and so cold We cry the end of our king Hurt and tired Laid down on the field
the scene And the boy was just standin' there alone Lookin' at the shiny red tractor Him and his daddy used to sit inside And circle the blue fields
fields Corn circles, mysterious symbols in the fields No one knows are they phony Or maybe are they real? Corn circles, hey Corn circles, hey Corn circles
you no harm when I tell you you're blind You give a sucker an even break, he'll lose it all, every time The airborne starlings circle over the frozen fields
love, without your care, shooting blanks into the air. Holding thoughts while I just stare, to leave me 'cause that's just not fair. Kid, you lost me, your path or mine? Walking in circles
plan in Las Vegas, NV In the video store in Albuquerque with Scared of Chaka In the blue chair in Tampa Florida At the Phoenix Theater in Petaluma In A field
Convictions, lost direction Once a fielded dream Controlled by the heat within Cold could not withstand Pressure to keep the sky in my hand Now a failing