Chali
Linkin Park Lyrics


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"What's up?
You've reached Mike
Give me a detailed m-"

"Please enter your pass-
First message"

"Yo, Mike
This is Chali 2na, wassup, man?
I'm just trying to catch up with you, man




So we can go ahead and get this song on the road, pot-n-a-d
Haha, call me back, peace"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Linkin Park's song "Chali" consist of a phone message left for the lead vocalist, Mike Shinoda. The lyrics are only a small snippet of a conversation between Mike and his friend Chali 2na. The song is meant to be a humorous and lighthearted take on the process of creating music and collaborating with other artists.


The lyrics suggest that Chali 2na is excited to work with Mike on a new song and wants to get the process started. He mentions "pot-n-a-d" which is likely a reference to the popular phrase "pot and pan", meaning to start cooking or creating something. This could be seen as a nod to the creative process of making music.


Overall, the lyrics to "Chali" are simple and provide a brief glimpse into the process of collaborating with other artists. The song itself is a departure from Linkin Park's usual heavier sound and is more of a laid-back, funky song that showcases their range as musicians.


Line by Line Meaning

What's up?
Greetings, how are you doing?


You've reached Mike
You have contacted Mike's phone number.


Give me a detailed m-
Please leave a detailed message after the beep.


Please enter your pass-
Enter your password to access your voicemail messages.


First message
This is the first voicemail message that has been left for Mike.


Yo, Mike
Hey Mike, what's up?


This is Chali 2na, wassup, man?
This is Chali 2na, hello, how are you doing?


I'm just trying to catch up with you, man
I am attempting to get in contact with you so we can speak.


So we can go ahead and get this song on the road, pot-n-a-d
Let's start working on this song together as soon as possible.


Haha, call me back, peace
Laughing to myself, please call me back, goodbye.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Brad Delson, Chester Charles Bennington, Dave Farrell, Joseph Hahn, Mike Shinoda, Robert G. Bourdon

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@cappuccino2345

From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care
We're stuck in a place so dark, you could hardly see
A manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe
And as the rain drips acidic questions around me
I block out the sight of the powers that be
Duck away into the darkness, times up
I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut
So tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs
And nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around
Watchin' the wheels of cars that pass
I look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it casts
A window grows and captures the eye
And cries out yellow light as it passes me by
And a young, shadowy figure sits in front of a box
Inside a building of rocks with antennas on top
Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain
The same lose, not knowing they were part of the game
And while the insides change, the box stays the same
And the figure inside could bear anybody's name
The memories I keep are from a time like then
I put on my paper so I could come back to them
Someday I'm hopin' to close my eyes and pretend
That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
I'm here at the podium talking, the ceremonial offerings
Dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring
What's happening
City governments are eternally napping
Trapped in greedy covenants, causin' urban collapsing
Bullets that scar souls, with dark holds, get more than your car stole
Some hearts be blacker than charcoal
For real, this society's deprivation depends not on our differences, but the separation within
No preparation is made, limited aid, minimum wage
Livin' in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid
Tragedy within a parade
The darkness overspread like permanent plague
I'm the forgotten
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up



@TheLifeOfZig

Lyric drop -

From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts

Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me

We're stuck in a place so dark, you can hardly see
The manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe
And as the rain drips acidic questions around me
I block out the sight of the powers that be

And duck away into the darkness, time's up
I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut
So tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again

From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts

Taken far from my safety
The pictures there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?

In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up

Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs
I'm nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around
Watching the wheels of cars that pass, I look past
To the last of the light and the long shadows it casts

A window grows, captures the eye
And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by
And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box
Inside a building of rock with antennas on top

Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain
The sane lose not knowing they were part of the game
And while the insides change, the box stays the same
And the figure inside could bear anybody's name

The memories I keep are from a time like then
I put 'em on paper so I could come back to them
Someday I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend
That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again

Yo, from the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts

Taken far from my safety
The pictures there
The memory won't escape me

I'm here at this podium talking
This ceremonial offering's dedicated
To urban dysfunctional offspring
What's happening? City governments are eternally napping

Trapped in gritty covenants causing urban collapse and
Bullets that scar souls leave dark holes
Get more than your car stole
Some hearts be blacker than charcoal, for real

This society's deprivation depends not
On outward differences but the separation within
No reparation is made
Limited aid and minimum wage

Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid
Tragedy within a parade
The darkness overspreads like a permanent plague
On the forgotten

In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up



All comments from YouTube:

@rickthomas2606

Mike Shinoda did this whole album while they were still touring hybrid theory to keep fans satisfied but also because he's a genius workhorse, all these verses other than the guest rappers, that's him just using saved recordings on the tour bus. Thumbs this up for Mike. RIP Chester

@ghostrider5393

Mike is amazing. Extremely underrated.

@KJ-je9pm

If Mike makes Reanimation 2 with this kind of vibes, id offer him my left nut.

@psixi7230

I love all the remixes he did, 17 years later and still got me listening

@user-pe3ox1bt7e

True, bro. Many professors back then

@tsfbaf303

K J I‘m not sure that would motivate him

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@agentoranges

Chali 2na stole the show on this track, his delivery and presence just adds greatly to the gritty dark inner city vibe they were going for

@commentwriter1897

2na is like the James Earl Jones of rap

what a voice he has

@eschewobfuscate

That’s the best analogy I’ve ever heard!

@michaelv.8706

That's because I'm here

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