Tiger
V-Mann Joe Lyrics

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(Grr, grr, pow)

Tornato nelle piazze, nessuno ha da dire niente
Come Charlie brigante quando torna nelle piazze
Il fumo torna nelle piazze ogni fine di settembre
Chiedi, poi c'è sempre perché non finisce mai
Entro dentro la sua bocca, ci sta tutto, sembra un pellicano
Soldi fanno diventare l'uomo un vero rettiliano

Facce sul mio blocco, blocco, vuol dire che mi han clonato
Riproduci questa dal tuo iPhone, ci voglion le casse
Il mio blocco ormai è diserto, quindi senti rimbombare
Sei nel gioco e ci vuole la classe, colpo di tacco, stronzo
Glielo spingo fino in fondo, ha un colpo di tosse
I soldi fanno diventare le donne vergognose
Un ferro e vedi la tua vita in tipo due secondi
Un minuto di tempo, scherzavo, hai solo due rintocchi
Nella merda stavo camminando solo con Bellotti
Nel suo blocco ce lo siamo fatto, stavo con due randa
Fumando in un bar, sembra un film, sembrano gli anni Ottanta
Scommetto su un match di MMA, siamo la NBA
La squadra diventa banda, la banda si è organizzata
Nato per fare la trap, nato per vedere in strada
Pow, baoh

Faccio come dico io, ah
Mi riempi di bugie però non le bevo
Contando sterline, ah
Contando sterline, dollari ed euro
Stavo nel cortile, ah
A me, fra', il cortile sembrava l'inferno
E ancora peggio, ah
Non avevo visto ancora niente

Yeah, started from da bottom, conta ora quanti siamo, yeah
La situa è calda nel club, sembra il Colorado, yeah
Pieno di gold digger che cercano El Dorado, ah
Sto con il mio twin, sorrido mentre la hittiamo, yeah
Ah, sono un V.I.P., ho il cell in DND, ah
Hello Kitty, ah-ah, la mia bitch è Chinese
Non conta quanto spacchi o cosa dici nei testi
Se non lo fai nella vita, frate, perché rappi? Ah
Giovane thug, sputo real shit
Questi che mi odian finiranno in ginocchio nei cessi pubblici
Un mio dawg rimane in strada, continua a vendere bricks
Lavoravo al Mc, adesso son diventato un MC (Jay)
Il flusso non si ferma, la gang no, non si ferma
Non ci dimentichiamo, ti settuppiamo in fretta
Tieniti stretto le collane, potrebbe finire la festa
Qualcuno forse ha messo cinquanta sulla tua testa
È una maratona, brucia la gomma su una Hellcat
Qua fanno presto a giudicarti in fretta
Nascondo sempre sotto la lingua una lametta, yeah
Chiedi in giro se non sono un vero steppa
Gra-gra, boom

Pow
Baoh, faccio come dico io, ah
Mi riempi di bugie però non le bevo
Contando sterline, ah
Contando sterline, dollari ed euro
Stavo nel cortile, ah
A me, fra', il cortile sembrava l'inferno

E ancora peggio, ah
Non avevo visto ancora niente, ah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to V-Mann Joe's song "Tiger" depict a rebellious and gritty lifestyle, with references to the streets, money, and power. The opening lines compare the singer, Joe, to a notorious character named Charlie Brigante, suggesting that he is a force to be reckoned with. The recurring theme of returning to the streets every September symbolizes a cycle of never-ending chaos and struggle.

Joe's lyrics also touch upon the allure of money and the transformation it can bring. He mentions that money can turn a person into a "true reptilian" and make women behave shamefully. This highlights the corrupting influence of wealth and the dark side of materialism.

Throughout the song, Joe emphasizes the roughness and danger of his surroundings. He mentions deserted blocks and the echoing sounds of his presence. There is a sense of machismo and toughness in his vocals, as he asserts his dominance and challenges others. The lyrics also allude to Joe's past hardships, walking through "shit" with someone named Bellotti, and his involvement with a group of people in their block.

The second verse continues with references to Joe's rise from the bottom and his current status as a VIP. He mentions the hypocrisy of those who hate him but will eventually end up in embarrassing situations. He asserts his authenticity as a rapper and dismisses those who only talk but don't live the life they rap about. The lyrics also touch upon the presence of narcotics and violence in Joe's life, with references to selling drugs, working at McDonald's, and hiding a razor blade under his tongue.

Overall, "Tiger" showcases V-Mann Joe's raw and unapologetic attitude, highlighting the struggles, dangers, and complexities of his lifestyle.

Line by Line Meaning

Tornato nelle piazze, nessuno ha da dire niente
Returning to the streets, no one has anything to say

Come Charlie brigante quando torna nelle piazze
Like Charlie the bandit when he returns to the streets

Il fumo torna nelle piazze ogni fine di settembre
Smoke returns to the streets every end of September

Chiedi, poi c'è sempre perché non finisce mai
Ask, then there's always a reason why it never ends

Entro dentro la sua bocca, ci sta tutto, sembra un pellicano
I enter inside her mouth, everything fits, like a pelican

Soldi fanno diventare l'uomo un vero rettiliano
Money turns a man into a true reptilian

Facce sul mio blocco, blocco, vuol dire che mi han clonato
Faces on my block, block, means they've cloned me

Reproduce this from your iPhone, the basses are needed
Play this song from your iPhone, the basses are needed

My block is now deserted, so you hear it echoing
My block is now empty, so you hear it echoing

You're in the game and it takes class, heel kick, asshole
You're in the game and it takes class, a sudden move, asshole

I push it all the way, he has a coughing fit
I push it all the way, he starts coughing

Money makes women become shameful
Money makes women become ashamed

A gun and you see your life in like two seconds
A gun and you see your life in about two seconds

A minute of time, just kidding, you only have two chimes
A minute of time, just kidding, you only have two moments

I was walking in shit alone with Bellotti
I was walking alone in shit with Bellotti

We made it in his block, I was with two randas
We made it in his block, I was with two girls

Smoking in a bar, it feels like a movie, it seems like the 80s
Smoking in a bar, it feels like a movie, it seems like the 80s

I bet on an MMA match, we're the NBA
I bet on an MMA match, we're the NBA

The team becomes a gang, the gang is organized
The team becomes a gang, the gang is organized

Born to do trap, born to see on the street
Born to do trap music, born to be out on the street

Pow, baoh
Pow, baoh

I do as I say, ah
I do as I say, ah

You fill me with lies but I don't drink them
You fill me with lies but I don't believe them

Counting pounds, ah
Counting pounds, ah

Counting pounds, dollars and euros
Counting pounds, dollars, and euros

I was in the yard, ah
I was in the yard, ah

To me, bro, the yard seemed like hell
To me, bro, the yard seemed like hell

And even worse, ah
And even worse, ah

I hadn't seen anything yet
I hadn't seen anything yet

Yeah, started from the bottom, now count how many we are, yeah
Yeah, started from the bottom, now count how many we are, yeah

The situation is hot in the club, it feels like Colorado, yeah
The situation is hot in the club, it feels like Colorado, yeah

Full of gold diggers looking for El Dorado, ah
Full of gold diggers looking for El Dorado, ah

I'm with my twin, smiling as we hit it
I'm with my twin, smiling as we hit it

Ah, I'm a V.I.P., I have my cell on Do Not Disturb, ah
Ah, I'm a V.I.P., I have my cell on Do Not Disturb, ah

Hello Kitty, ah-ah, my bitch is Chinese
Hello Kitty, ah-ah, my girl is Chinese

It doesn't matter how much you destroy or what you say in the lyrics
It doesn't matter how much you destroy or what you say in the lyrics

If you don't do it in life, bro, why do you rap? Ah
If you don't do it in life, bro, why do you rap? Ah

Young thug, I spit real shit
Young thug, I spit real shit

Those who hate me will end up on their knees in public restrooms
Those who hate me will end up on their knees in public restrooms

One of my dawgs stays in the streets, keeps selling bricks
One of my friends stays in the streets, keeps selling drugs

I used to work at McDonald's, now I've become an MC (Jay)
I used to work at McDonald's, now I've become a rapper (Jay)

The flow doesn't stop, the gang doesn't stop
The flow doesn't stop, the gang doesn't stop

Let's not forget, we'll set you up quickly
Let's not forget, we'll set you up quickly

Hold onto your chains tightly, the party might end
Hold onto your chains tightly, the party might end

Someone may have put fifty on your head
Someone may have put a bounty on you

It's a marathon, burning rubber on a Hellcat
It's a marathon, burning rubber on a Hellcat

They quickly judge you here
They quickly judge you here

I always hide a razor blade under my tongue, yeah
I always hide a razor blade under my tongue, yeah

Ask around if I'm not a true stepper
Ask around if I'm not a true stepper

Gra-gra, boom
Gra-gra, boom

Pow
Pow

Baoh, I do as I say, ah
Baoh, I do as I say, ah

You fill me with lies but I don't drink them
You fill me with lies but I don't believe them

Counting pounds, ah
Counting pounds, ah

Counting pounds, dollars and euros
Counting pounds, dollars, and euros

I was in the yard, ah
I was in the yard, ah

To me, bro, the yard seemed like hell
To me, bro, the yard seemed like hell

And even worse, ah
And even worse, ah

I hadn't seen anything yet, ah
I hadn't seen anything yet, ah

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Mattia Barbieri, Ivan Arturo Barioli, Ron Succo, 2legit jay, Flatpearl

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