"Circle Ya Wagons"  Parental Advisory genre: Hip Hop
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	Haunting, melodious chords mixed with the lyrical omnipotence of Dark Phoenixx makes this one of the phattest tracks to come along in a while.
	CD: Mad Lyricist   Label: Bare Bonze Productions Credits: written, performed, arranged by Dark Phoenixx. Produced by Mr Calaco. copyright 1998 Bare Bonze Productions.
	Story Behind the Song While watching a western flick, I was reminded of how the frontier people had to circle their covered wagons around for protection when the Indians would attack. With this hip hop thing being the frontier that I am now attacking, sucka mc's had better Circle their Wagons, or else be doomed when I approach. Lyrics Circle Ya Wagons verse 1 Dark Phoenixx final assault; let's play a game of chicken with this mic at the point of impact, I' m not turning left or right the battle zone; brothers ain't trying to be polite I hope your stamina is up, because I can take it through the night like a nightmare, bad dreams the Phoenixx weaves because your mind can't conceive all the shit that I achieve don't let up on ‘em Calaco, or let the world breathe what I have up my sleeve will make an atheist believe that Fucking with me is like committing high treason on top of that, you' re losing more teeth than a hockey season guard your grill like a football face mask then blast to the past when the brothers didn't ask what set you were claiming, if you were good then you were down it's 1998, and I'm about to don the cowl like the Batman, minus the spandex saving the world from you superficial threats bite off your head like a Tyrannosaurus Rex venemous lyrics will stop your heart up in your chest because you couldn't digest that I can kick it with the best lyrical quality is a trait that I possess so I guess I need to confess; God bless the urge to eat a rapper is something I can't suppress and I leave a mess; I'm not hardly bragging so just take my advice and circle up the wagons Chorus: Circle Ya Wagons, Phoenix is coming by preparing for the battle, surrender or die call me the sniper with more chips than Wesley Snipes niggas oppose me and get cracked like a pipe repeat Verse 2 Dark Phoenixx allow me to speak; reach peak performance levels niggas looking bleak, because I'm blowing up like Dante's Peak so grab a shovel 'cause your living on the bubble you never know if you're getting buried under the rubble catastrophic tremors will finish you on the double Calaco's emerging with the five day stubble from the studio; tried to relate it that we were trouble I rock it at the level of the satellite Hubble rewriting the rules that you need to abide by switching up my style like the change in the tides melting you down, just like some ice cream from Bordens 500 laps around your ass like Jeff Gordon this rookie's leading the way, just like a pace car shutting them down like the last call at the bar I'm unescapable, my lyrics irreplacable the beats are incredible, your defeat is inevitable Circle Ya Wagons when the Phoenix is coming by the hurricane approaching, even though the weathers dry there's nobody cutting off my lyrical supply they're engrained in my brain; if you have to wonder why then you should chorus verse 3 Dark Phoenixx I'm kicking down lyrical blows like jabs to the nose had a choice and you chose to dispose of DP but you couldn't finish, now it's time that I diminished the list of my foes, in push you out into the sea you better cop a plea for a bargain in the case of Dark Phoenixx and Calaco against the human waste that would love to take our place; it's a shame people say anything to get a taste of the fame and who is to blame? I'm blaming it on me because I'm made it look so easy; you see I have a formula for success, like D.O.C because nobody can do it better than Mr. C. A-L-A-C-O; ceiling to the dance floor is his domain; musical disdain is all we got for them fools that only want to maintain you should have been an apprentice like Johnny Tremain all attempts to regain will only lead to further pain follow your dreams, but this is one you won't obtain my mic translates, so they can feel me out in Spain now the whole wide world is substantiating my claim that you should chorus fade out

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