Marion Michael "Mike" Rounds (born October 24, 1954) is an American politician. Rounds served as the 31st Governor of South Dakota. Rounds was first inaugurated on January 7, 2003, having been elected on November 5, 2002, and was re-elected on November 7, 2006. His term expired in January 2011.
Rounds currently serves as a member of the Governors' Council at the Bipartisan Policy Center.
Rounds, the eldest of eleven siblings, was born in Huron, South Dakota and has lived in Pierre, the state capital, since he was three years old. He was named for an uncle, Marion Rounds, who was killed in the Pacific theater during the Second World War.
Several members of the Rounds family have been involved in state government. His father, Don Rounds, worked at various times as state director of highway safety, a staffer for Rural Electrification Administration, and executive director of the South Dakota Petroleum Council. Rounds's brother, Tim Rounds, is a member of the South Dakota State Legislature representing District 24, which includes Pierre.
Michael Dale "Mike" Huckabee (born August 24, 1955) is an American politician who served as the 44th Governor of Arkansas from 1996 to 2007. He was a candidate in the 2008 United States Republican presidential primaries, finishing second in delegate count and third in both popular vote and number of states won (behind both John McCain and Mitt Romney). He won the Iowa Republican caucuses. Huckabee exited the race as McCain became the presumptive Republican nominee after winning the delegate-rich winner-take-all states of Florida, California, and New York.
Huckabee is the author of several best selling books, an ordained Southern Baptistminister, musician and a public speaker. He is also an ABC Radio political commentator. He and his wife, Janet, have been married for over 37 years and have three grown children: John Mark, David, and Sarah. Janet Huckabee was an unsuccessful candidate for Arkansas Secretary of State in 2002.
Huckabee currently hosts the Fox News Channel talk show Huckabee. Starting April 2, 2012 he will host The Mike Huckabee Show from noon until 3 pm weekdays for Cumulus Media Networks.
[All by I Self Divine]
[Chorus 1]
China white, crystal meth, angel dust, percaset, cocaine, morphine, PCP
Hash, opium, prozac, special K, Xanax, mushrooms, LSD
[Verse 1]
The illicit hard drug industry is one trillion
Annual, you think you want to end this? Fantasy!
International ?? eradicate, futile
Assassinate Pablo Escobar, perhaps your middle man,
Noriega, not a dip in the system
Increase shipments in the wake of a so-called victory
For the DEA, no mystery
Check the data, black, steady G in they history
Around the world drug lords are aided and assisted
Production, transportation, distribution of drugs,
Receiving armed assistance, thugs,
Drug czars keepin the prosecution bugged
It's like that, Cold War strategy
No war on drugs, but war for drugs
A war to win love
In the hearts and minds of these
In battle regions around the globe
Solidly impoverished with guns to the dome
[Chorus 2]
Ecstasy, sugar, caffeine, thorazine, demerol, alcohol, nicotine, vicadin
Trail mix, mescaline, ice, sherm, rufenol, methadone, qualudes, burn
[Verse 2]
In the street gangs is big money
Petty cash to the major
Distributor, empires are built,
Lives killed, for a hundred keys a week,
Ask Mr. Rick Ross
Uzis is bought, body bags on the lawn
Mr. Ollie North says nothing's wrong
With guns and droppin dimes while niggas do time
Arms secretly sold overpriced to Iran,
The infamous Contragate weapons scam,
Notorious crooks-for-money gun operations,
For the conservatives no labor pics is taken,
The President, Senate subcommittees documented,
Officials tolerate Contra link drug victims,
December '75, the watchtower mission,
Established a series of three electronic beacons,
Towers from Bogota all the way to Panama,
Were activated, aircrafts can fly so invisible,
Defense forces, CIA agents is waiting for the shipments,
Profits from narcotic vicious
Laundered to Swiss bank accounts
And never droughts
[Chorus 2]
[recording]
It's called Air America, the CIA front, the CIA, soldiers, mercs
They've been bringing it in ever since . . .
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 3]
It's gets critical the cover-up,
Operation Oil Well,
There's more to tell
Special forces spying on well,
No political, law enforcement and Catholic
Churches, judges give white male detergent,
Bugs and phone taps, civilians gettin' trapped,
World diagrams, naval charts, ill maps,
All the drama collected from phone taps
Goes to Washington, how the corporations use that
It's leverage, manipulate ??? to approve cause,
On many weapons, drug funds, secret wars or
Armored vehicles, invisible
Aircrafts, illegal controls the whole world black
[sound of someone blowing a line]
[talking] This is big business...
[police] Search warrant, please open the door
[All by I Self Divine]
[Verse I]
We deal an exodus first
Physical, mental assert
Worth numerous hurt bruised and killed for minimal work
Nat Turner work off, egg blood type insight
Black stoned out of mind like ganja smoke in flight
Aesthetically pierce, genetically fierce
I'm shattering earth plates and chords whole barriers
Explode the galaxy infinite space
High intelligence, earth negligence, liberational displanes the crucial
Some conflict, it's never mutual
Malnourished to the pupil
My depiction of Zion more fruitful
Queens getting they crowns bent, domestic entrapment
Battered and bruised, nursing they wounds out the cabinet
Free up word shattered and chained
Low self esteem from a parallax view, the youth seen the whole thing
Plus the Philly journalist, shackled in lies and conspiracy
My Shawshank confinement exodus on alignment
My vision of prisons enclosed
Followed to explode violated off government codes
The cycle is cold
What do you envision? as free living
Synthetical crack smoke inhale the suicide then jail
With queens posting bail while intercourse
Climax, ejaculate release chi collapse back escapism
Meditation through ancient religions
I'm clearing the mental of high polarized schism
Exempt restraint
Autocratic rule gets the blade to the artery
Display the artistry
Full, not partially
[Chorus I]
Soldiers all of my niggaz in locked places
Trapped inside braces, careful stone faces
Hold on, release yourself, steady yourself
Move like water freedom is now, pick up the wealth
Soldiers all of my queens with bruised faces
Trapped inside hatred, space and feel vacant
Hold on, release yourself, steady yourself
Move like water freedom is now, pick up the wealth
[Verse II]
You feeling it, no doubt
Extreme like domes blown out
My soldiers fold origami mode, feeling no route
Trapped, in cubicles rocking the suit, nothing suitable
No window view tortuous bamboo through cuticle
No destiny child descension
Through the maze of corporate system
Pay cuts and more workload filling the venom
Ready to spit in the form of three eighty clips, eclipse
Slaving incarnate rage two to commit
Amistad, navigate the vessel second book of Moses
Harried exodus voided of court cases and dates
With trap doors removable floors guided by stars
Mud to the neck, walking with dog, posting with martyrs
Suffering various, severed and shackled them to run straight
Spirit intact we program flight off the runway
Ignite express the sight of breakout
Ethiopian soil for Rasta route, Mecca Islam route
[Chorus II]
Soldiers all of my niggaz in stone taking
Trapped inside making moves with no thinking
Hold on, release yourself, steady yourself
Move like water freedom is now, pick up the wealth
Soldiers all of my mothers with child fainting
Trapped inside anger pain alone feeling
No love, release yourself, steady yourself
[chorus x2: scratches]
This, is, original indigenous
This is all that we know that we have (cul-cul-cul-culture)
This, is, original indigenous
This is all that we know that we have (die-die-die for they culture)
[I-Self Divine]
We dealin' with sound, filling ya crown with immaculate
Concepts, classic air max in cortex
Vortex, sucking you in
Building my fortess, forcefield
Forty acres for construct building
This hip-hop landscape is my energy and culture
High lyricism spill my blood for the rapture
Metaphor foreside me guided me wise me
Sewn shut like an in-seem huh niggas eyes be
Chewin' on crushed glass, through how to see the robbery
Gettin' off the tips million dollar lottery odyssey
I'm, sincere to the utmost, severe to industry cut-throats
For real, hip-hoppers feel niggas glucose
The fashionest, isolate the fascist
Mashin', supplemental stashes of hash plants
Dirty cheap, cash advance, an avalanche
Full of faulty plans, galaxies shatter, full like the ASCAP
[chorus x2]
"This is all that we know that we have, is this life
Those who don't believe, that they can suffer now and get theirs after death"
[I-Self Divine]
Pain, tattooed to the face tight
High field general, I-Self damaging, earning his stripes
Queens thought the obelisk movement was love movements
Love music, kings and queens concieve seeds to this
And achieve high degrees to this
Like specialists, my grandmaster flash messages
Very visual and graphic like bombed paintings
With self-inflicted wounds to the cardiovascular instinct
Ninety-eight degrees/98 degrees in sync/nsync
Interchangable cables and links
Medallions the size of kitchen sinks
With labels of anger designed, with Europeans in mind
We distorted the prism with turtle-shine
Street rappin' with slang, king English cut and butchered
Assassinate, reborn a culture that's decultivate
Bullet ricochet through asbestos hallways
Asthmatic athletes run fast in track meets
This, is, original indigenous
Before Columbus, or Columbine High gun busts
Supreme, queens glistening the radiant sun
Marley Marl man tonic soul sonic hold chronic
Like heaven on Earth, when the vinyl hit the obelisk
Water-head niggas burst when they over-confident
Impact, my sistas got gats up in they head wraps
Drug-traffic rap, aftermath on the mayhem
[chorus x2]
I thought I'd wake up
And I'd been living, loving more than lovers...
I thought I wake and I've been sharing more than brother, sisters
I always believed that our love is gonna last forever
Mistakes on my way have been
And now we say each other...
[ REFREN ]
How could you see I want you ?
I kept for you
Now I left you !
You broke my heart
What do you want me to do ?
To change my mind ?
Why should I do that for you ?
You broke my heart
What do you want me to do ?
To change my mind ?
Why should I do that for you ?
Don't you give me one more chance so that I fix this error ?
I thought that it just can't be better if we fight together
I know your friends have told you that I made u lose your harm
Sometimes maybe u should not be listening to the others
[ REFREN ]
I thought I'd wake and I've been loving more than lovers
I thought I'd wake and I've been sharing more than brothers
But don't you give me one more chance to fix this error
Baby don't leave me this way