Final Call
South Circle Lyrics
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You there to take THEM out anytime you feel like it
You gotta get the ground beneath yo feet, partner
Get the wind behind your back and go out in a blaze if you got to
Otherwise you ain't shit) --> Tupac Shakur
Thorough? (Yes Mike)
Are you ready? (Yes Mike) Are you strapped? (Yes Mike)
(?) (Yes Mike)
Alright, it's me and Mike late night mobbin up the strip
Now (?) up your squad and we gon' see can we handle this
Misfortune in the man or the men who intrude my vicinity
Fool, where's yo enemy?
Dead - d-e-a-d
Now what could you do for me to pull a gun on you?
Well let's see, any form of trickery
Disrespectin me is somethin that you seldom see
I look at Mike, he looks at me
I hit the swisher sweet, wipe the sweat from my goatee
(Damn) Only one block left and it's showtime
Stress on my mind got me wantin to kill my own kind
There they go, do or die, die or do
If you don't get him, him gonna get you
Leave the Park Avenue at the end of the street
Cause the rest of the creep will be done on feet
Keep yo head down low, we headed for the front do'
He's strapped with a nine, I got the .44
So ding-dong, sing a song of some suckers
Gettin served like busters by them SC hustlers
Rushed the fool to the ground, asked him what's up now
Do you recall who was the first nigga to tell you lay it down?
Heard the sounds of a gat, it came from the back
- Ahh...
- Stay with me
Hold it baby, don't die on me
Don't die on me, baby
- I can't...
- Stay up nigga
Stay calm nigga, stay calm nigga
- I can't breathe
- Chill nigga
I ain't goin nowhere nigga
Nigga I'm here
I ain't goin nowhere
I'm with you, fool
A-ah, fuck that
- Ah-ahh...
A vigilante, speaks my mind
No one to set trip, everything has been dealt with, I'm left behind
These niggas didn't know me from a can of paint
I wipe the blood off my face, catch me when I faint
The OG that I am, that I was, push the panic button
(Damn, where the fuck is...) and I can hear 'em cussin
Waitin on me to revive
From the slugs that was shoved in my back - will I die?
Is it too late to retaliate? Why couldn't they drag me
Commence to tie my hands up and gag me?
As a result I'm bleedin life or death
As a result I'm seein strife and stress and I can't rest
The peace that was granted me
Could you give it, cause hell ain't no place for a man to be
I'm startin to miss my kinfolks
So let them know that you know I was down from the get-go
I left a daughter to be raised by another man
The black marks on my hands got me where I am
Is there really life after death?
Or did you mean one life to life like I seen on the screen?
A different ghetto walks behind me
I'm tryin to find my homies but my homies can't find me
And as I leave don't you dare cry
Just play the game harder, get smarter, ain't no sorrow as your boy dies
Say hi (hi) to my little friend (to my little friend)
It's 187 (187) when we murder them (when we murder them)
Say hi (hi) to my little friend (to my little friend)
It's 187 (187) when we murder them (when we murder them)
The lyrics to South Circle's song "Final Call" describe a situation of violence, where the singer is prepared to defend himself and his territory at all costs. The introduction from Tupac Shakur sets the tone for the song with a call to be ruthless in the face of opposition. The singer and his companion, Mike, are out on the streets late at night, anticipating a confrontation with their enemies. The song portrays an atmosphere of tension and danger, as the singer describes how his stress levels are so high that he is tempted to turn his gun on his own kind.
As the song progresses, the tension builds towards a violent climax, where the singer and Mike confront their enemies and engage in a shoot-out. Throughout the song, there is an emphasis on the life-and-death stakes involved, with the threat of death constantly looming over the singer's head. Despite this, there is also an undercurrent of defiance, with the singer daring his enemies to try and take him out.
Overall, "Final Call" is a powerful portrayal of urban violence and the dangers of life in the inner city. The lyrics are gritty and realistic, painting a vivid picture of a world where survival depends on being tough and uncompromising.
Line by Line Meaning
You gotta snatch some collars and gotta let them motherfuckers know*
You have to assert yourself and make it clear to others that you won't be disrespected.
You there to take THEM out anytime you feel like it
You're capable of taking out your enemies at any time.
You gotta get the ground beneath yo feet, partner
You need to steady yourself and be prepared for whatever comes your way.
Get the wind behind your back and go out in a blaze if you got to
Take advantage of favorable circumstances and don't hesitate to go out in a blaze of glory if necessary.
Otherwise you ain't shit
If you don't do these things, you're nothing.
Alright, it's me and Mike late night mobbin up the strip
The singer and Mike are out late patrolling the area.
Now (?) up your squad and we gon' see can we handle this
Call together your team and we'll see if we can handle whatever comes our way.
Misfortune in the man or the men who intrude my vicinity
Anyone who comes into the artist's area is asking for trouble.
Fool, where's yo enemy?
You don't have the sense to know who your enemy is.
Dead - d-e-a-d
That's where the artist's enemies will end up.
Now what could you do for me to pull a gun on you?
The singer only needs the slightest provocation to pull out their gun.
Well let's see, any form of trickery
If you try any form of trickery, the artist will take it as a threat and respond with force.
Disrespectin me is somethin that you seldom see
Those who disrespect the singer rarely live to tell about it.
I look at Mike, he looks at me
The singer and Mike are communicating without speaking a word.
I hit the swisher sweet, wipe the sweat from my goatee
The singer takes a moment to smoke and wipe away any signs of stress.
(Damn) Only one block left and it's showtime
The artist is nearing their target and it's time to act.
Stress on my mind got me wantin to kill my own kind
The artist is feeling stressed and it's causing them to have violent thoughts towards their own people.
There they go, do or die, die or do
The singer's enemies have been spotted and it's a fight to the death.
If you don't get him, him gonna get you
It's kill or be killed in this situation.
Leave the Park Avenue at the end of the street
The artist and Mike need to exit quickly after the job is done.
Cause the rest of the creep will be done on feet
They will need to move quickly on foot after leaving their car.
Keep yo head down low, we headed for the front do'
They need to stay low and move quickly towards their target.
He's strapped with a nine, I got the .44
Both the singer and Mike are armed and ready.
So ding-dong, sing a song of some suckers
The artist is mocking their enemies as they approach.
Gettin served like busters by them SC hustlers
The enemies will be easily defeated by the hustlers from SC.
Rushed the fool to the ground, asked him what's up now
The singer and Mike have taken down one of their enemies and are asking him questions.
Do you recall who was the first nigga to tell you lay it down?
The singer is trying to figure out who ordered the hit on them.
Heard the sounds of a gat, it came from the back
Another enemy has arrived on the scene and is shooting at the artist and Mike.
The scene went slow-mo, like (?),
The artist is experiencing a moment of time slowing down as they try to escape certain death.
Say hi (hi) to my little friend (to my little friend)
The singer is quoting a famous line from the movie Scarface, and referring to the gun they have.
It's 187 (187) when we murder them (when we murder them)
187 is the California penal code for murder, and the singer and Mike are prepared to kill their enemies.
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