As a member of Company Flow, he honed his production skills alongside DJ Mr. Len and Bigg Jus. His unique style helped Company Flow gain critical, then popular success, culminating in 1997 with Funcrusher Plus. Eventual differences between the group & label Rawkus, lead to El-P & Len leaving the label in 2000.
El-P then started his own record label, Definitive Jux. Of the many albums he has helped produce (most on Definitive Jux), the most influential and successful has been Cannibal Ox's album, The Cold Vein (2001). In 2002 he released his debut album, Fantastic Damage, which received critical acclaim. His follow-up, I'll Sleep When You're Dead, hit stores in March of 2007. It featured a wide range of artists, including The Mars Volta, Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails, and Cat Power. El-P has also contributed productions and guest raps to albums by DJ Krush, Aesop Rock, Murs, Cage, Mr. Lif, Prefuse 73, Del the Funky Homosapien, Mike Ladd, The High and Mighty, Aceyalone, and Alec Empire on the first Handsome Boy Modeling School album.
Cannibal Ox member Vordul Mega can be heard on "Linda Tripp", El-P's rebuttal to Sole's "Dear Elpee". He was also selected to work on Rage Against the Machine frontman Zach de la Rocha's solo album.
In 2012, El-P released his 3rd solo album, Cancer 4 Cure, on Fat Possum Records. The album was released to general acclaim, aggregating a score of 84 out of 100 on Metacritic.
In 2013, Meline formed rap duo Run the Jewels, with Michael Render (aka Killer Mike).
Sites: Discogs, Wikipedia and SoundCloud.
Time Is Running Out
El-P Lyrics
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So make it all count
That's what life's all about
So don't live in your doubt
Time's running out
So make it all count
That's what life's all about
Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey
You'll be with you for life so give yourself a chance
Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey
You'll be with you for life so come on take a stand
Things to do
Things I'll lose
Where to go?
What all to do?
Twenty years I've spent looking backwards
All that IS
Is happening now
Twenty years of asking why and how?
Time's running out
So make it all count
That's what life's all about
So don't live in your doubt
Time's running out
So make it all count
That's what life's all about
So don't live in your doubt
Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey
You'll be with you for life so give yourself a chance
Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey
You'll be with you for life so come on take a stand
Even if life is meaningless...
Asking what's all the point in this?
The fact is I'm alive
Ain't that weird?
Isn't that weird?
A bit strange...
Even if life is meaningless
There's something more that I confess
That I believe there is happiness
Isn't that weird?
A bit strange
Time's running out and
my time's running out and
your time's running out and
our time's running out
Time's running, running, running
Time's running, running, running
Time's running, running, running
Time Is Running Out!
Time's running out
So make it all count
That's what life's all about
So don't live in your doubt
Time's running out
So make it all count
That's what life's all about
So don't live in your doubt
Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey
You'll be with you for life so give yourself a chance
Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey
You'll be with you for life so come on take a stand
In El-P's song "Time Is Running Out," the lyrics convey a sense of urgency and a call to action. The repetition of the phrase "time's running out" emphasizes the limited time we have in life and encourages the listener to make the most of it. The lyrics suggest that life is about seizing opportunities and not letting doubts or fears hold us back. It's a reminder to live in the present moment and not dwell on the past or worry about the future.
The lines "You'll be with you for life so give yourself a chance" and "You'll be with you for life so come on take a stand" highlight the importance of self-belief and taking charge of one's own life. It encourages the listener to embrace their own abilities and take action rather than waiting for things to happen. The lyrics also touch upon the existential nature of life, acknowledging that it may sometimes feel meaningless or strange, but still affirming the belief in finding happiness and purpose.
Overall, the song serves as a motivational anthem, reminding listeners to make every moment count, overcome self-doubt, and live a fulfilling life.
Line by Line Meaning
Time's running out
The time available to us is limited and decreasing
So make it all count
Therefore, make every moment and opportunity meaningful and valuable
That's what life's all about
This is the essence and purpose of life
So don't live in your doubt
Do not let uncertainty and hesitation prevent you from fully embracing life
Hey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey
Listen up, pay attention
You'll be with you for life so give yourself a chance
You will always have yourself, so take a risk and believe in yourself
You'll be with you for life so come on take a stand
Since you will always have yourself, step up and make a firm decision or position
Things to do
There are tasks and responsibilities to fulfill
Things I'll lose
There are potential losses and sacrifices that come with those tasks
Where to go?
What direction should I take in life?
What all to do?
What actions and choices should I make?
Twenty years I've spent looking backwards
I have wasted a significant amount of time focusing on the past
All that IS, Is happening now
The present moment is all that exists and matters
Twenty years of asking why and how?
I have spent years seeking answers and understanding
Even if life is meaningless...
Even if existence lacks ultimate purpose...
Asking what's all the point in this?
Questioning the significance and worth of it all
The fact is I'm alive
The undeniable truth is that I am alive
Ain't that weird?
Isn't it strange and peculiar?
Isn't that weird?
Isn't it strange and peculiar?
A bit strange...
Somewhat unusual and remarkable
There's something more that I confess
I admit there is something beyond the surface
That I believe there is happiness
I hold the belief that happiness exists
Time's running, running, running
Time is continuously passing and slipping away
Time Is Running Out!
The available time is running out rapidly
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Sierra McCann
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@RobinHoodmidnightOwl
[Intro]
Pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Chorus]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Verse 1]
Got a strain un-contained that could turn parade zombie
Walk with an army on me, stalked by the harm and armor posse
Prolly got me on a radar with a dot
These watching, plotting minions of the lower God scene
Shit hawks abound, in the town of bullet dodging
I'm a Rocky, run a hundred a mile before my coffee
Shitty little sick kid, the Gipper's hitting for dolo, now I'm rarified
Signal lit verified bossy
Fuck your droid noise, void boys' 'noid ploy
Oi oi, I'll rugby-kick the shit out your groin, boy
Oi vey, the slayers of your harmony porn life
Throat fuck your lucky day, the flight of a torn kite
Holy smokes, city blown to the bone the death server
Fit a hearse with a burner, whip to the church of a murder sermon
Just a Cassandra too drained to painfully word it further
Future of a gerbil up ass of masochist, that's my word up
[Chorus]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Verse 2]
Pump this shit
In your floating whip system
Pump this shit
In the bread line, the prison
Pump this shit
From the chip under your wrist skin
(You are so fucking paranoid)
I am Sam, I am known to go HAM, the full retard
Playing taps on a keytar, in the Benz or the Bimmer
Either, etherlicious or rebel yelling anathema
Son of forgotten freedom, rebel ¡Arriba 'riba!
Metal and man have melted, settle in to the FEMA, dreamer
Your polluted house speaker, leader
Yes indeed a, dawn of the dirt and doom draws nearer
Here's a mirror mirror to peer, fear grows clearer
Steer a path away from the panic of our era
Pyramided ocular, unlided insignia
Weirder here's another burner born and big in ya
Sector, rectified and fly sound selector
I'm a fucking ill, trill, kill at will etc
BK to the basic DNA math measurer
Better leave the lion alone do not pet him
He'll fuck-start your burp hole, jet in burgundy pleather
Whoa
[Chorus]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Bridge]
Where harmony and love reign
No longer do we live in a society bent on its own destruction
Children of every race, creed and religion frolic through fields
Of golden dandelions
Lil bitch, lil bitch, lil bitch
That's some Camu shit
[Verse 3]
Those who know, lust. Trust: the flow is disgust, touch
Producto back rap rush, you'll notice the lad crush
I'm potent, intact, a black-hearted and lunged-up
Tarded and touched, plus designer of funk rust
Oh, El is back on that shit, huh? That Paincave Kid talk
At the end of the painbow, the permanent stain bot
Maligning my name will holy ark up your squad's face
Viewers of the divine rage learn to worship the hard way
You get it? I don't fade, just float where the poem slays
At home with a roach hazed, alone or with hoes great
I called but got a tone: better boat out the borough posthaste
@RobinHoodmidnightOwl
[Chorus]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Verse 1]
Got a strain un-contained that could turn parade zombie
Walk with an army on me, stalked by the harm and armor posse
Prolly got me on a radar with a dot
These watching, plotting minions of the lower God scene
Shit hawks abound, in the town of bullet dodging
I'm a Rocky, run a hundred a mile before my coffee
Shitty little sick kid, the Gipper's hitting for dolo, now I'm rarified
Signal lit verified bossy
Fuck your droid noise, void boys' 'noid ploy
Oi oi, I'll rugby-kick the shit out your groin, boy
Oi vey, the slayers of your harmony porn life
Throat fuck your lucky day, the flight of a torn kite
Holy smokes, city blown to the bone the death server
Fit a hearse with a burner, whip to the church of a murder sermon
Just a Cassandra too drained to painfully word it further
Future of a gerbil up ass of masochist, that's my word up
[Chorus]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Verse 2]
Pump this shit
In your floating whip system
Pump this shit
In the bread line, the prison
Pump this shit
From the chip under your wrist skin
(You are so fucking paranoid)
I am Sam, I am known to go HAM, the full retard
Playing taps on a keytar, in the Benz or the Bimmer
Either, etherlicious or rebel yelling anathema
Son of forgotten freedom, rebel ¡Arriba 'riba!
Metal and man have melted, settle in to the FEMA, dreamer
Your polluted house speaker, leader
Yes indeed a, dawn of the dirt and doom draws nearer
Here's a mirror mirror to peer, fear grows clearer
Steer a path away from the panic of our era
Pyramided ocular, unlided insignia
Weirder here's another burner born and big in ya
Sector, rectified and fly sound selector
I'm a fucking ill, trill, kill at will etc
BK to the basic DNA math measurer
Better leave the lion alone do not pet him
He'll fuck-start your burp hole, jet in burgundy pleather
Whoa
[Chorus]
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit like they do in the future
So you should pump this shit, pump this shit, pump this shit
[Bridge]
Where harmony and love reign
No longer do we live in a society bent on its own destruction
Children of every race, creed and religion frolic through fields
Of golden dandelions
Lil bitch, lil bitch, lil bitch
That's some Camu shit
[Verse 3]
Those who know, lust. Trust: the flow is disgust, touch
Producto back rap rush, you'll notice the lad crush
I'm potent, intact, a black-hearted and lunged-up
Tarded and touched, plus designer of funk rust
Oh, El is back on that shit, huh? That Paincave Kid talk
At the end of the painbow, the permanent stain bot
Maligning my name will holy ark up your squad's face
Viewers of the divine rage learn to worship the hard way
You get it? I don't fade, just float where the poem slays
At home with a roach hazed, alone or with hoes great
I called but got a tone: better boat out the borough posthaste
@HoodGoblin
El-P makes some of the sickest beats ever
@user-sk4pq8cu1n
Yo EL.. ITS W0RM HAHHH nice shits im guna embed on my ig now n tjiz playlist will be there with the r.t.j. tell everyone. Im every where n nowhere.. Haggh"7he_cul7_L3AdëR
@ST3PH3N89
Simon Rivas sounds like an esham beat
@alexandersfakis6256
Yeah man, He's the real deal. Most of the old Def Jux guys were too deep for the masses back in my day.
@ShakmeteMalik
Above average rapper + SICKAF beats + ??? = Profit
Many better indie rappers out there, but few can match el-p's beats. Then of course there's that nagging ??? factor.
@gravity111587
Yea man Camu Tao cut is so sick
@edgarmirth5020
There's a lot of underground rappers that run circles around the mainstream but EL-P is in that certain position where pop rack is particularly wack right now and he's particularly nearly broke through, like when the unknown team suddenly beats the nationally ranked team. El deserves his shine. It's been nearly a decade and a half. El deserves that upset and that national ranking.
@monsterfresh
"nearly a decade and a half"? Funcrusher Plus was released in '97
@edgarmirth5020
Sorry, nearly 2 decades.
My math is usually off when I write these things if you catch my drift.
@baconshakes4004
You're wrong. This guy isn't anything special, he's like every other underground rapper.