One Two
T-Marc Lyrics
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Ion know if y'all figured out yet but I do this shit
And Ima keep doing this shit
Ima keep doing my 1,2
Preciate everybody out there showing love
It's felt
Preciate yall fr, like frfr
Shit ain't gone stop
Aye
It's Marc Nick Baby
Aye
The way I do my 1, 2 got full attention from you
I can step by myself ion need no crew
But I swear it don't feel the same unless I do it witchu
I'm tryna step in this bitch till the floor fall through
In a league of my own baby and so are you
Take my hand baby I'm someone you can hold on to
If I'm a buyer and you selling, bae I'm sold on you
Watch her 1, 2 Step, pretty on toes on you
The way I do my 1, 2 got full attention from you
I can step by myself ion need no crew
But I swear it don't feel the same unless I do it witchu
I'm tryna step in this bitch till the floor fall through
In a league of my own baby and so are you
Take my hand baby I'm someone you can hold on to
If I'm a buyer and you selling, bae I'm sold on you
Watch her 1, 2 Step, pretty on toes on you
She shake it like jello, make me ball no LaMelo shoot my shot bih I'm popping a 3
I know you listen to a lot of great mc's but they ain't got a fuck thing on me
I'ma do my 1, 2 I'm tryna do it witchu I see you got some junk in ya trunk
This dat new school funk, you better move ya rump, and gone n fall in line with the stomp
She shake it like jello, make me ball no LaMelo Shoot my shot bih I'm popping a 3
I know you listen to a lot of great mc's but they ain't got a fuck thing on me
I'ma do my 1, 2 I'm tryna do it witchu I see you got some junk in ya trunk
This dat new school funk, you better move ya rump, and gone n fall in line with the stomp
The way I do my one two got full attention from you
I can step by myself ion need no crew
But swear it don't feel the same unless I do it witchu
I'm tryna step in this bitch till the floor fall through
In a league of my own baby and so are you
Take my hand baby I'm someone you can hold on to
If I'm a buyer and you selling, bae I'm sold on you
Watch her 1, 2 Step, pretty on toes on you
The way I do my 1, 2 got full attention from you
I can step by myself ion need no crew
But I swear it don't feel the same unless I do it witchu
I'm tryna step in this bitch till the floor fall through
In a league of my own baby and so are you
Take my hand baby I'm someone you can hold on to
If I'm a buyer and you selling, bae I'm sold on you
Watch her 1, 2 Step, pretty on toes on you
In T-Marc's song "One Two," the lyrics describe a surreal encounter with a woman who is referred to as the "liquid poetess." The singer meets her and is struck by her unique appearance, with "luggage eyes and a Roman nose." She invites him to her home, which is a mess, and proceeds to untie her mouth and her buckskin dress. She offers him a bottle labeled "tenderness," and he finds himself holding a can and shrinking to one inch tall. The scene becomes more bizarre as he encounters a woman dressed in bay leaves and dancing a rock dance, to which he is invited to participate.
The song's lyrics are filled with vivid imagery and clever wordplay, creating a dreamlike atmosphere that invites interpretation. The woman's appearance becomes a metaphor for the weight of emotional baggage, with her "luggage eyes" and body that is "slung from side to side." The bottle of "tenderness" could represent the desire for emotional connection and intimacy, which the singer drinks in but finds himself trapped and helpless.
Line by Line Meaning
Met a woman she's spouting prose
I met a woman who speaks fanciful language.
She's got luggage eyes and a roman nose
Her eyes are heavy with baggage and her nose is defined.
Her body is slung from side to side
She moves her body erratically.
Need a lift she said much obliged
She asked for a ride and was appreciative when I agreed.
I'm riding piggy-back
I'm carrying her on my back.
Then I came to her shack
We arrived at her home.
We go inside the place it's a mess
The inside of her home is disorganized and cluttered.
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She introduced herself as a poet who writes fluidly.
She unties her mouth
She begins to speak.
And her buckskin dress
She is wearing a dress made of buckskin.
She drinks from a bottle
She consumes liquid from a bottle.
Labelled tenderness
The bottle is labeled with the word tenderness.
I'm in one hand in the other's a can
I am being held in one hand while the other hand holds a can.
She puts me in the can
She places me inside the can.
And smiles through the wall
She looks at me through the wall of the can and smiles.
I got the horror's 'cause I'm one inch tall
I am frightened because I have shrunk to the size of one inch.
Next thing I know's a girl by my side
Suddenly, a girl appears next to me.
Dressed in a bayleaf she's trying to hide
She is dressed in a bayleaf and attempting to conceal herself.
I asked her name she said Germaine
I inquired about her name and she told me it was Germaine.
Do the rock do the one inch rock.
Let's dance and have a good time, despite my small size.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Marcus Nickson Jr
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