Shut Up
Das Racist Lyrics


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Yes please, test me
Nestle chocolate mix collection
Isabelle Allende, no comprender?
Fight niggas with djembes
White bitches with hair spray
Which way did he go? Slim Jim? Tempe?
Or Henny or Penny Lane or feather brain
Cheddar cane, leather interior range
Inferior Timothy Leary estranged
Theories are nearly insane, bleary
? surely by years of the same gears
It's weird to the same ears whose careers
Is to aim spears at the gears in the chain
And weird to the ears of the lame squares
Of the gear and chain set
Bruising their ? losers approvingly
Maim truthers to losers of games blibbity blibbity blop
Hideous all bark, no bite
Mama said "don't fight"
Papa said "yeah, right"
Sister in the dark with a flashlight
I'm walking through the park in the lamp light
Shark and the lamb with the land mines
?
The mouth is the eyes of the soul
The soul is the ass of the brain
The brain is the back of the train
Back of the bus, acting and such
?, discuss
Act with us, or
Pack it up, or
Slice the price that's twice as nice and jack it up
Who gives a fuck what I'm talking bout? Walk it out
Knock em out the spot, let me talk it out
Do the wok, baseball bat, all that
Fall back, give a fuck about what you wanna call that

New school Terror Squad
Terror gone, terror god
Little white bumps on gold keys
People act like they know me
Finna go back to the old me
People act like they know me
They say I act white, but sound black
But act black, but sound white
But what's my sound bite supposed to sound like?
I sound aight
I sound tight
Ayo, don't worry bout how I sound aight?
Tryna make enough to send the cousins in the motherland
And Planned Parenthood at home which is my other land
Confuse
Wish I had a hovercraft to crash, I'd love that man
My brother man said I could cop one for a hundred grand
A hundred grand is all I need
A hundred is enough for me
Enough for me to twist some weed
Make some funnies with my G's
Some more money with my G's
Half a million in rupees
Ya'll know Heems
I ain't ? lick my dookie if you feel like poopie
Addicted like ? to ? do something to me
Yo, my man
You ain't funny, you Robin Williams, you got me all mad
If you doubt I spit fire you probably a drag
Mrs. Doubtfire, you probably all sad
Probably wack like Affleck in Hollywoodland
I probably would man
On American Bandstand
If I was from back then and not a tan man
It's Himanshu, who could it be
In that red Budweiser hat, who but me?
White dad swag, my seeds change the world
Don't have kids, you're not that ill
Too much greed in the world

You can see hilarity ensue
Polarity rule truth
The street meat feed youth
The boogie men bend rules
Elite scene double breast monocle men move
? blood boils, the ink dries quite smooth
? might prove, the ? eyesight's ooo
? line's obscured, skyline's removed
I'm fine, and you?
Fine like sinew
In arm outstretched
Inject in you
The flash mob holds hands, chants "we want food!"
Cargo bay loads, the drones just hit Mach 2
Burner hatch opens, the drone stops drops two
The kumbaya bitches who flash us flash you
Fuck us? Fuck that
Burn air, vaccuum
Now there's a hot flash for that ass babe, ?
Yeah I stay guerilla ? to the block, true
Come on it's the way of things, relax act cool
No hablan Inglés, ? great disgrace
? trace
No option to talk it out, no route labeled 'escape'
? fuzzy friend crunchy plus cutter with hate
El-product plucking the little wings off your fly shit
Hands under the magnifier fry quick
Pinning back eyelids




Gaze upon the god that has subjected us
My whole squad's Federal Reserve, no checking us

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Das Racist's song Shut Up Man are unconventional, and the meaning behind them is rather complex. The song starts with the rapper talking about Nestle chocolate mix collection, Isabelle Allende, and fighting niggas with djembes. These subjects seem unrelated, but they all have a deeper meaning. Nestle chocolate mix collection might refer to Nestle's involvement in exploitative practices, while Isabelle Allende might represent the South American political landscape. Fighting niggas with djembes could signify cultural appropriation within the music industry.


The lyrics then shift to topics like white bitches with hairspray, Slim Jim, Penny Lane, and Timothy Leary. These subjects might collectively represent the cultural stereotypes associated with America. The lyrics criticize the obsession with celebrity culture, as seen in the reference to Penny Lane, and the reckless behavior fueled by drugs, as seen in the reference to Timothy Leary. The lyrics then talk about the soul, the brain, the train, and act with us, or pack it up. These phrases likely indicate that the rapper is asking his audience to follow his ideas, or they can leave.


The song concludes by talking about matters related to politics, race, and cultural identity. The lyrics mention that the world has too much greed and that having kids might not be the right decision because of that. The song ends with a reference to the Federal Reserve and a sarcastic tone, which might indicate that the rapper does not have much confidence in the current state of American politics.


Line by Line Meaning

Yes please, test me
Go ahead and challenge me


Nestle chocolate mix collection
A collection of Nestle chocolate mixes


Isabelle Allende, no comprender?
Do you not understand Isabelle Allende?


Fight niggas with djembes
Engage in combat with drums


White bitches with hair spray
White women using hairspray


Which way did he go? Slim Jim? Tempe?
Where did he go? Is it Slim Jim? In Tempe?


Or Henny or Penny Lane or feather brain
Or is it Henny or Penny Lane or someone who is foolish


Cheddar cane, leather interior range
Expensive car with a luxurious interior


Inferior Timothy Leary estranged
Timothy Leary, who is seen as inferior, is now distant


Theories are nearly insane, bleary
The theories are almost crazy, unclear


? surely by years of the same gears
Certainly influenced by years of the same patterns


It's weird to the same ears whose careers
It sounds strange to those who have similar careers


Is to aim spears at the gears in the chain
To attack the mechanisms in the system


And weird to the ears of the lame squares
And strange to those who are uncool


Of the gear and chain set
Of the group that supports the system


Bruising their ? losers approvingly
Damaging their egos, while others look on approvingly


Maim truthers to losers of games blibbity blibbity blop
Hurt those who speak the truth and defeat the losers in a nonsensical way


Hideous all bark, no bite
Ugly and all talk, with no action


Mama said "don't fight"
Mother advised not to engage in physical fights


Papa said "yeah, right"
Father sarcastically agrees


Sister in the dark with a flashlight
Sister in a dark place with a flashlight


I'm walking through the park in the lamp light
I am strolling through the park in the light of the street lamps


Shark and the lamb with the land mines
Dangerous situation with conflicting entities


?
Unknown meaning due to missing context


The mouth is the eyes of the soul
Speech is a reflection of a person's true thoughts


The soul is the ass of the brain
The soul is the lower part of the mind


The brain is the back of the train
The brain is the rear part of the train


Back of the bus, acting and such
Being pushed to the back of the bus, engaging in certain behaviors


?, discuss
Unintelligible, need further context


Act with us, or
Join us in our actions, or


Pack it up, or
Leave and take your belongings, or


Slice the price that's twice as nice and jack it up
Lower the cost of something attractive and then raise it again


Who gives a fuck what I'm talking bout? Walk it out
Why does it matter what I'm saying? Just move on


Knock em out the spot, let me talk it out
Remove them from the situation so I can discuss it


Do the wok, baseball bat, all that
Engage in physical confrontations, including the use of a baseball bat


Fall back, give a fuck about what you wanna call that
Step back and notcare about the label you want to assign


New school Terror Squad
Modern version of the Terror Squad


Terror gone, terror god
Fear is no longer present, but a godlike figure remains


Little white bumps on gold keys
Cocaine on keys made of gold


People act like they know me
People pretend to be familiar with me


Finna go back to the old me
About to return to my previous self


They say I act white, but sound black
They claim I behave like a white person but speak like a black person


But act black, but sound white
Yet, they also say I behave like a black person but speak like a white person


But what's my sound bite supposed to sound like?
What is the expected snippet of my speech?


I sound aight
I sound alright


Ayo, don't worry bout how I sound aight?
Hey, don't concern yourself with how I sound, alright?


Tryna make enough to send the cousins in the motherland
Trying to earn sufficient money to support relatives in the home country


And Planned Parenthood at home which is my other land
Also supporting Planned Parenthood, which is like a second homeland for me


Confuse
Feeling bewildered


Wish I had a hovercraft to crash, I'd love that man
Desire to own a hovercraft and intentionally crash it


My brother man said I could cop one for a hundred grand
My friend suggested I could buy one for $100,000


A hundred grand is all I need
$100,000 is all I require


A hundred is enough for me
$100 is sufficient for me


Enough for me to twist some weed
Sufficient funds to purchase marijuana


Make some funnies with my G's
Engage in humorous activities with my friends


Some more money with my G's
Additional earnings with my friends


Half a million in rupees
500,000 Indian rupees


Ya'll know Heems
All of you are aware of Heems


I ain't ? lick my dookie if you feel like poopie
I won't blame myself if you feel bad about yourself


Addicted like ? to ? do something to me
Being addicted to something, like ? is to ?


Yo, my man
Hey, my friend


You ain't funny, you Robin Williams, you got me all mad
You're not funny, you're like Robin Williams, making me angry


If you doubt I spit fire you probably a drag
If you question my ability to rap, you're likely uncool


Mrs. Doubtfire, you probably all sad
You're like Mrs. Doubtfire, feeling down


Probably wack like Affleck in Hollywoodland
Likely untalented, similar to Ben Affleck in the movie Hollywoodland


I probably would man
I probably would, my friend


On American Bandstand
Performing on the TV show American Bandstand


If I was from back then and not a tan man
If I existed in that era and wasn't a person with a tan complexion


It's Himanshu, who could it be
It's Himanshu, who else would it be


In that red Budweiser hat, who but me?
Wearing a red Budweiser hat, who else but me?


White dad swag, my seeds change the world
Having the style of a white dad, my children will impact the world


Don't have kids, you're not that ill
If you don't have children, you're not that great


Too much greed in the world
There is an excessive amount of greed in the world


You can see hilarity ensue
You will witness the unfolding of hilarity


Polarity rule truth
Opposites govern what is considered to be the truth


The street meat feed youth
Street food provides sustenance to young people


The boogie men bend rules
Powerful individuals manipulate the rules


Elite scene double breast monocle men move
People from the upper class, wearing double-breasted suits and monocles, take action


? blood boils, the ink dries quite smooth
? get angry, while the ink dries smoothly


? might prove, the ? eyesight's ooo
? could prove something, the ? has impressive vision


? line's obscured, skyline's removed
? line is unclear, the city skyline is no longer visible


I'm fine, and you?
I'm okay, how about you?


Fine like sinew
Feeling fine like sinew (connective tissue)


In arm outstretched
Stretching out the arm


Inject in you
Administering a substance to you through injection


The flash mob holds hands, chants "we want food!"
A group of people suddenly come together, holding hands and demanding food


Cargo bay loads, the drones just hit Mach 2
Loading the cargo bay, drones reach a speed of Mach 2


Burner hatch opens, the drone stops drops two
Opening the burner hatch, the drone stops and releases two items


The kumbaya bitches who flash us flash you
The fake people who act friendly with us are also fake with you


Fuck us? Fuck that
If they disrespect us? We don't care


Burn air, vaccuum
Burn the air, create a vacuum


Now there's a hot flash for that ass babe, ?
Now you have a troubling situation, ?


Yeah I stay guerilla ? to the block, true
Yes, I continue to be rebellious in the neighborhood, that's true


Come on it's the way of things, relax act cool
It's the natural order of things, just relax and act cool


No hablan Inglés, ? great disgrace
They don't speak English, ? is a terrible shame


? trace
? is not present


No option to talk it out, no route labeled 'escape'
No possibility to discuss the situation, no clear escape route


? fuzzy friend crunchy plus cutter with hate
? acquaintance with a hostile attitude, but also soft and crunchy


El-product plucking the little wings off your fly shit
A superior product removing the small advantages of your impressive thing


Hands under the magnifier fry quick
Hands under the magnifying glass quickly burn


Pinning back eyelids
Holding back the eyelids


Gaze upon the god that has subjected us
Look upon the god that has subjugated us


My whole squad's Federal Reserve, no checking us
My entire group is like the Federal Reserve, cannot be regulated or controlled




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Comments from YouTube:

lipstickgirl969

I actually had a few seconds of depression when the track ended, I could have listened to it forever.

Kenneth Catalan

These guys snapped man, I only wish I will soon be able to have flow like em'.

shutupman

Thanks for writing a song about me,
It's hard being Shutup Man, but I know you feel me,

Danish Arif

I feel ya too dawg.

JHube

Best track on the album. In a hip hop rap sense at least.

Aaron Torfin

holy shit EL-P fucking kills this.

SwegLah

You can tell this an El P beat cuz it goes harder than most of the other beats on this album

mkerv5

And he used Heems' "in tha world" bit in one of the tracks on "Cancer4Cure", if you didn't know!

joelious junk

perfect song.

MR.

they say i act white, but sound black, but act black, but sound white, but whats my sound byte supposed to sound like, i think i sound ight, i sound tight, aye yo, don't worry bout' how i sound aight. best lyrics right there!

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