Career
Working as a DJ in New York in 2000 he befriended James Murphy later of LCD Soundsystem and started a DJ partnership with him.[2] Lambkin moved to rural Germany in 2004 and started producing his own music, with a number of releases on DFA Records from 2006.[2] He released his debut album From the Cradle to the Rave in September 2010 to positive reviews from Entertainment.ie[3] and NME[4] The album features contributions from Alexis Taylor of Hot Chip and James Murphy amongst others.[2]
Lambkin remains somewhat of an analog loyalist, sticking mainly to vinyl when playing out. This attitude is reflected in the sound of the album, a dark and beautiful record that harks back to the early days of dance music. “I’m still influenced by the early days of acid house, that mixed with my punk upbringing, Killing Joke and things like that”, he says. “Early acid house, early techno, that does it for me. There’s a vibe to them which is really fresh that I’m always trying to capture but still still make it relevant to today so it doesn’t become pastiche.” With its combination of vintage influences in its composition and the ridiculously cool heads of DFA at the mixing desk, the album does truly bring together the best of both worlds, at once classic and modern.
With constant DJing all over the world taking up his weekends and the small matter of making an album filling the weekdays, Lambkin is a busy man. Working from his home in Stuttgart, his touring takes him pretty much everywhere. “Back to Japan next month, hoping to go to Australia in January”. So any favourites? “Japan would probably be my favourite, Brazil too. I’m developing a real love affair for France. Italy’s great because it’s the food, the weather, the people are great too.” And how about the hometown? “I love coming back here believe it or not, it’s always good to get home anyway. There’s always great fun, lots of laughing and it’s always in a great spirit. It’s always good to see Mom too!”
Marcus Lambkin (born 1971) better known by the pseudonym Shit Robot is an Irish electronic musician and DJ.
Take 'Em Up
Shit Robot Lyrics
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Hit Em Up"(feat. Tru (Silkk, C-Murder), Mercedez
I got nu-thin to lose (ungh!)
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my tennis shoes
I got nu-thin to lose
Pass me a ski mask a glock, and my tennis shoes (ungh!)
You need to get, your life together
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
South money and hustlin, don't last forever
(Hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
Some say that G's make the world go round
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
You say you got nothin to lose, but who got a back when ya down?
(Hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
[Master P]
Man, I'm bout it, bout to get rowdy
I ain't even trippin if y'all fools doubt me
Penetentiary chances, I done danced with it
Died and went Hell, came back, down to do whatever
Hit em up (hit em up) stick em up, pick em up
I hope ya got insurance on ya brand new truck
Mama need food in the icebox
And I need some new Jordan with some white sock
Bout to rob Peter, to pay Paul
The ghetto got me crazy, but I won't fall
On my way to Arizona, got it sewed up
down South with the task all on it *sirens*
Bout to put five in the stash box
Called the C-Murder up for them plastic glocks
Beeper ringin, Silkk forgot the neck on some chicken
Cristal, parlay with Beck, gettin riches
No longer, livin in condos
It's mansions and fifty inch windows
Marble floors, tailor made suits
Lex Luthor, Ferraris, windows be bulletproof
Me work a nine to five, fool I like the good life
Seen mama so much, she slapped my face cause I ain't livin right
Me give it up, I get rowdy
Grabbed the gat, hit the street and the highway, I'm bout it, bout it
[Chorus]
[Silkk the Shocker]
I gots, nuthin to lose, I'm on the run like The Fugitive
My spot kinda hot, so I can't go where I used to live
Me and P ridin dirty, in the Yukon
Bout to get caught in due time, different place every state a new crime
Grab a ski mask and two nines, say money make the world go round
from out between the knocks I lets em in
Can't lose, gotta win, false move, end up in the pen
How many I kill goin for the cash
Dude, I gotta do it for the stash
Fill the getaway car up with gas, with the smash
Whatever we make, P, we goin in half
A nigga sex money and greed, costs of livin lavish
Hey I'ma get ya for what you got
If you ain't got it, act like you don't have it
I grab my gun before I grab my shoes
Everything on the line, so I can't lose
Man, look, you know Silkk, you know I'm bout to act a fool
So I'm a be gon away like a breeze
Run through like, all type of trees
I ain't gon stop til the cops say freeze, I can't lose
[Master P]
I got nuthin to lose
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my tennis shoes
[Chorus]
[Mercedez]
We're in it deep, and we're in it to win it
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
In other words, there ain't no stoppin No Limit
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
Master P, Mercedez, T-R-U
(hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
After them, dead presidents, cause we have nuthin to lose
(Hit em up, get em up, stick em up)
[C-Murder]
Little bro (Whattup?) Check this out (Whoa)
I ain't walk around with that fool (Why, what happened to that youngsta?)
Man but Will had it comin, ya heard me? (no) He had it comin, bro (no)
You know what I'm sayin, what happenin? (Holla at ya people)
I wasn't even high, though, I wasn't high (no)
Some kinda way, knowhatI'msayin? I'ma get mine (I'm fo sho gon get it)
Gotta pay the bills, bro (Huh, bro?)
I gotta get them meals, you know what I'm sayin? Fo' scheeze (Whoa, now)
I ain't got nuthin to lose (Huh, bro?)
Got what? Everything to gain, you know what I'm sayin?
(Oh, gots to have that there)
Bro, ghetto got me crazy (I feed them children)
Dead, I'm on the run (Huh, bro?) nut I gotta gun
Man, me and Dead Joe, down here actin a donkey (Huh, bro?)
Actin bad, hit three licks today, Third Ward style (uh-huh)
Like P say, I gotta get my cornbread (ohh)
cabbage, and my greens (Oh... oh we gots to get that there)
Yeah you know I'm Tru to this, I mean really, in other words
I ain't got nuttin to lose, ya heard me? (Say that then)
Shit Robot's "Take 'Em Up" is a dance track featuring rapping by Master P, Silkk the Shocker, Mercedes, and C-Murder. The song is a gritty portrayal of life in the ghetto and the desperation that can drive people to commit crimes. All the rappers rap about their lives and how they need to rob and steal to take care of their families, children, and themselves. Master P establishes his reputation as a hardened criminal, while Silkk the Shocker brags about his criminal exploits. Mercedes warns that hustling and making money in the ghetto won't last forever, while C-Murder talks about paying the bills and getting meals. The chorus reinforces the idea of having nothing to lose and taking desperate measures to survive.
The lyrics are a reflection of the harsh realities of life in the ghetto and the struggles many people face. The rappers speak about the fear of being caught by the cops and their desperation to provide for their families. The lyrics are raw and gritty, reflecting the hard edge of rap music. The song's driving beat reinforces the sense of urgency and desperation, making it impossible not to be drawn into the rappers' world.
Line by Line Meaning
I got nu-thin to lose (ungh!)
I have nothing to lose.
Pass me a ski mask, a glock, and my tennis shoes
Pass me a ski mask, a gun, and my running shoes.
You need to get, your life together
You need to start living a better life.
South money and hustlin, don't last forever
The money and hustling in the South doesn't last forever.
Some say that G's make the world go round
Some believe that gangsterism runs the world.
You say you got nothin to lose, but who got a back when ya down?
You claim you have nothing to lose, but who is there for you when you're in trouble?
Man, I'm bout it, bout to get rowdy
I am determined to take action and get aggressive.
Penetentiary chances, I done danced with it
I have taken big risks and been in dangerous situations before.
Died and went Hell, came back, down to do whatever
I have been through a lot and I am willing to do anything to succeed.
Hit em up (hit em up) stick em up, pick em up
Robbing people and taking their belongings.
Called the C-Murder up for them plastic glocks
Called C-Murder for guns.
No longer, livin in condos
I now live in mansions.
It's mansions and fifty inch windows
My house has big windows and I live a luxurious lifestyle.
Marble floors, tailor made suits
My floors are made of marble and my suits are custom-made.
I grab my gun before I grab my shoes
I prioritize my gun over everything else.
We're in it deep, and we're in it to win it
We are deeply involved and determined to win.
I ain't got nuthin to lose (Huh, bro?)
I have nothing to lose.
Got what? Everything to gain, you know what I'm sayin?
I have everything to gain from robbing and living a dangerous lifestyle.
Contributed by Emily I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@PacoRiv
i'm only 14 years old in 2036 and I wish I was around in 2010 when they were making this great music!
@fernandosalcido4630
Nine years ago.
@NuclearRoll
Whats funny is that 12 year olds now can and likely do say this about the 2010s
@dmitri1483
@@CaptainThrowed based
@lachlankeddie7
Congratulations on being born this year...
@NYyazoofan
13 years later and this track is still a summer jam.
@_e8a
ha ha ha. its williamsburg
@fortefiona202
right on
@manelew7482
😬
@dougfranklin6760
im laughing so hard from its williamsburg. holy shit. shit robot is a real band boys