T10 Lyrics – Silent Bob

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[Strofa 1: Silent Bob]
Mai stato in Top 10, mai stato in una band
La major spera che almeno quest’anno io segua I trend
Ma ho la pancia e faccio rap, giro sopra un Benz
Mi sento come Jake La Furia nel 2003 (Ah)
Giravo whopper per seicento al mese e a falle
E pensare che ora ad agosto mi addormento dentro a un cottage
Lei la prima cosa che guarda in un uomo è il wallet
Non la amo, non mi fido, metto il Durex, tolgo il Rolex
Divido la torta in parti uguali a ogni mio simile
Il mio amico ingrassa insieme a me, vite al limite
La droga miete vittime, è orribile che per queste vie freddissime
La morte è il business più accessibile
Insensibile al denaro, è l’unico a darmi quel brivido
Infallibile il mio fiuto perché ha un doppio fine infimo
Prima ho formato il fisico
Poi in un formato fisico ho convertito il dolore
Può donarti anche un livido

[Ritornello: Silent Bob & Jake La Furia]
Tengo la bocca chiusa, gli occhi parlano (Oh)
In quanti mi hanno usato, non li conto più (Oh)
Io non vi perdonerò, il tempo passa e non dimentico
Trovano alle mie spalle e gli occhi parlano (Oh)
A tavola un Giuda, a letto una Gioconda
Mi hanno lasciato le briciole, ho fatto a metà
Chi mangia da solo, si strozza (Ah, Jake)

[Strofa 2: Jake La Furia]
Pallet di materiale grosso come delle [kettles?], yeah
Silicone nelle tette, fatti sopra un Serie 7 (Ah)
Sotto un autovelo’ (Seh), sembra fanno le foto a Vettel
G, ma per davvero, faccio gli euro, hasta la muerte (Ah)
Fra’, per scrivere due righe (Seh) devo fare due righe
Prendi cuffia e antiproiettile, non ti ammazzo con due rime (Ahah)
Con sette di ‘ste tipe, yeah
E una montagna bianca come in sette anni in Tibet (Ah)
Giù sette grammi e fine
Bro, quand’ero piccolo la gente in strada si bucava
I cartelli erano bucati e mia madre non mi educava
Ed in tele c’era Drive In (Seh)
In testa avevo solo un cappello di Kings (Ah) e il cartello di Medellín
Questa musica mi ha fatto rubare ai ricchi per dare a me
I soldi mi trasformano in diavolo come Devilman
Accelero la corsa (Ah), ho il ferro nella borsa (Seh)
Perché la vita è corta (Ah), perché la vita costa (Uh)

[Ritornello: Silent Bob]
Tengo la bocca chiusa, gli occhi parlano (Oh)
In quanti mi hanno usato, non li conto più (Oh)
Io non vi perdonerò, il tempo passa e non dimentico
Trovano alle mie spalle e gli occhi parlano (Oh)
A tavola un Giuda, a letto una Gioconda
Mi hanno lasciato le briciole, ho fatto a metà
Chi mangia da solo, si strozza

“T10” by Silent Bob is a reflection on life’s struggles and the rapper’s journey. He reflects on never being in the Top 10 or a mainstream band, instead choosing to rap about real-life experiences. Addressing societal pressures and materialism, he contrasts his past struggles with his current lifestyle. The song delves into themes of betrayal, resilience, and the high cost of living. With gritty verses, Silent Bob paints a vivid picture of his reality, acknowledging the betrayals he’s faced while asserting his resilience and determination to persevere.

In the first stanza, Silent Bob expresses his outsider status in the music industry. He acknowledges that he’s never been in the Top 10 charts or part of a mainstream band, contrasting with the expectations of major labels that he conform to trends. Despite this, he asserts his identity as a rapper, emphasizing his authenticity by mentioning his stomach (perhaps symbolizing his hunger or gut feelings) and his choice to drive a Benz. Drawing a comparison to Jake La Furia’s experience in 2003, Silent Bob reflects on his past struggles, like working low-paying jobs (“whopper per seicento al mese”) and the irony of now being able to afford a cottage but feeling disconnected. He critiques shallow values, implying that some people prioritize wealth (“wallet”), leading him to distrust superficial relationships. Amidst societal pressures and the prevalence of drügs and death, he finds solace in his craft, suggesting that through music, he transforms his pain into something tangible.

The chorus, delivered in collaboration with Jake La Furia, highlights Silent Bob’s silent observance of those who have used him. He refuses to forgive them, emphasizing his commitment to remembering their betrayals. The imagery of finding adversaries behind him reinforces a sense of constant vigilance, while references to Judas and the Mona Lisa suggest the duplicity and enigmatic nature of those who have wronged him. The line “Chi mangia da solo, si strozza” warns against the dangers of isolation, implying that those who act selfishly ultimately harm themselves.

Jake La Furia’s stanza begins with an image of industrial materials, symbolizing the weight of his experiences or perhaps his perceived value. He then contrasts artificial enhancements (“silicone nelle tette”) with material success (“fatti sopra un Serie 7”), suggesting a superficial culture obsessed with appearances and wealth. Amidst this, he asserts his authenticity and loyalty (“hasta la muerte”), highlighting the necessity of hard work (“per scrivere due righe devo fare due righe”) and the dangers of envy (“sette di ‘ste tipe”). Reflecting on his past, he recalls a childhood marked by poverty and neglect, juxtaposed with the allure of pop culture (“Drive In”) and influences from street life (“Kings” and “Medellín”). Music becomes a means of rebellion and survival, though it also corrupts him (“I soldi mi trasformano in diavolo”). Despite the risks, he accelerates his pursuit of success, armed with determination and a metaphorical weapon (“ferro nella borsa”) to navigate life’s brevity and costs.

In the final chorus, Silent Bob reiterates his silent vigilance, refusing to forget or forgive those who have wronged him. The imagery of crumbs left behind suggests the remnants of deceit or betrayal, leaving him to fend for himself. The warning about choking while eating alone reinforces the theme of self-preservation and the dangers of selfishness in a world where trust is scarce.