1 2 3
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Tra le troppe trottole rotte trottoleremo a tratti
Torti tra le trappole a grappoli parampampoli
Che pare che piaccia agli scapoli scappa politicante
Canta la pancia che sgancia la lancia che sa d’arancia
Dura la calura stura la pagura cura la cangura
Pura col purè d’anguria che goduria
Duri a gozzovigliare allo zoo fino al gozzo coi figli e i fogli
Spogli che sfogli lo sguardo distogli dalle mie mogli
Togliti Togliatti agli atti dei gatti matti che sfratti
Sbatti gli scatti che allatti fatti di fatti e misfatti




Reggi regina raggiante raggela raggi sgargianti
Santi tutti quanti i fanti incanti tanti vari vanti

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to T.I.'s song "1 2 3" are a mix of Italian and Italian-sounding gibberish, with a few English phrases thrown in. The verses are made up of nonsensical rhymes and wordplay that sound fun and catchy, even if they don't make any real sense. The Italian words and phrases are mixed in with made-up words and sounds, giving the impression of a stream of consciousness and a kind of free association poetry.


In the first verse, T.I. raps about "trotting among the broken spinning tops", evoking a sense of playfulness and childhood nostalgia. He also mentions "traps" and "bunches of stuff", and talks about political escapism and the joy of singing with a full stomach. The second verse is even more nonsensical, with references to the heat of summer, the pleasures of watermelon puree, and going to the zoo with kids and paperwork. The verse ends with a playful dig at Italian communist leader Palmiro Togliatti and a flurry of word games and puns.


Overall, the lyrics to "1 2 3" are meant to be fun and lighthearted, with much of the meaning obscured by the language play and nonsense words.


Line by Line Meaning

Tra le troppe trottole rotte trottoleremo a tratti
Amidst broken spinning tops, we will stumble and falter intermittently.


Torti tra le trappole a grappoli parampampoli
Twisted amidst a snare of clusters, bells jingling.


Che pare che piaccia agli scapoli scappa politicante
Appealing to bachelors, running away politically.


Canta la pancia che sgancia la lancia che sa d’arancia
The stomach sings, releases the lance that tastes of orange.


Dura la calura stura la pagura cura la cangura
The heat is harsh, empties the wallet, heals the kangaroo.


Pura col purè d’anguria che goduria
Pure with watermelon puree, a blissful pleasure.


Duri a gozzovigliare allo zoo fino al gozzo coi figli e i fogli
Tough to feast at the zoo up to your neck with kids and papers.


Spogli che sfogli lo sguardo distogli dalle mie mogli
Undress, as you strip away your gaze from my wives.


Togliti Togliatti agli atti dei gatti matti che sfratti
Get lost, Togliatti, from the acts of crazy cats that evict.


Sbatti gli scatti che allatti fatti di fatti e misfatti
Crack the shots, those that feed on facts and misdeeds.


Reggi regina raggiante raggela raggi sgargianti
Hold on, radiant queen, ice-cold with glaring rays.


Santi tutti quanti i fanti incanti tanti vari vanti
All the saints and soldiers, enchantments, many and varied boasts.




Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Matteo Nicolin, Riccardo Nicolin

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@matthewanderson9754

The struggle within himself is so legit, it's so amazing he can put it into lyrics and beats.

@Bkaithaone

Still one of the best hip hop albums ever. I can go a couple of years without listening to it, come back and its like the first time all over again.

@208AMBASSADOR

Me right now

@ericseanlynch

facts people sleep on tip so bad I compare this to Jesus piece by game classics that never really got the recognition they deserved

@jarvasedundy1

Facts

@litsitsomasemene3798

Still is🔥🔥😮‍💨

@tazmaniandevil8056

FAX Best album he ever did

@yusufmac5397

My first CD I brought with my money as a kid. Had it on repeat everyday in my last year of primary school. The good days. Coming back to this story line as an adult now is still top tier. Bangers for days

@BlackJohnnyCage

A Masterpiece that's forgotten about to the masses. True Atlanta music.

@ripkooly6391

BlackJohnnyCage Exactly

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