The number 411 can refer to:
Year 411 (CDXI) was a common year starting on Sunday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Theodosius without colleague (or, less frequently, year 1164 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 411 for this year has been used since the early medieval period, when the Anno Domini calendar era became the prevalent method in Europe for naming years.
In computational linguistics, word-sense disambiguation (WSD) is an open problem of natural language processing, which governs the process of identifying which sense of a word (i.e. meaning) is used in a sentence, when the word has multiple meanings (polysemy). The solution to this problem impacts other computer-related writing, such as discourse, improving relevance of search engines, anaphora resolution, coherence, inference et cetera.
Research has progressed steadily to the point where WSD systems achieve sufficiently high levels of accuracy on a variety of word types and ambiguities. A rich variety of techniques have been researched, from dictionary-based methods that use the knowledge encoded in lexical resources, to supervised machine learning methods in which a classifier is trained for each distinct word on a corpus of manually sense-annotated examples, to completely unsupervised methods that cluster occurrences of words, thereby inducing word senses. Among these, supervised learning approaches have been the most successful algorithms to date.
Willpower may refer to:
William Martin "Billy" Joel (born May 9, 1949) is an American pianist, singer-songwriter, and composer. Since releasing his first hit song, "Piano Man," in 1973, Joel has become the sixth best-selling recording artist and the third best-selling solo artist in the United States, according to the RIAA.
Joel had Top 40 hits in the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s, achieving 33 Top 40 hits in the United States, all of which he wrote himself. He is also a six-time Grammy Award winner, a 23-time Grammy nominee and has sold over 150 million records worldwide. He was inducted into the Songwriter's Hall of Fame (1992), the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (1999), the Long Island Music Hall of Fame (2006), and the Hit Parade Hall of Fame (2009). In 2008, Billboard magazine released a list of the Hot 100 All-Time Top Artists to celebrate the US singles chart's 50th anniversary, with Billy Joel positioned at No. 23. With the exception of the 2007 songs "All My Life" and "Christmas in Fallujah," Joel stopped recording pop/rock material after 1993's River of Dreams, but he continued to tour extensively until 2010.
[Chorus - 2x]
Why you all in my business
Why you really really want to know the 4-1-1
Is it cause that my game's tight
I can scoop a bitch and fuck her on the same night
[Verse 1: High Beam]
It was a, Saturday evening bout seven at night
White T, white thongs pockets feeling alright
I got a, call from one of my carmel chicks
She said I mean be careful I think they talking on some hate shit
Despite the talk of the town, I'ma be there
For 45 minutes when you hear the horn come down
And when she climbed in, I received a kiss and a hug
In a minute take off your shoes on a white persian rug
Wave your number rolling going to get bent
Why they sure call thugs mugging I see him right through the tent
He had the nerve enough to tap on my glass
But he ain't had enough light to peek in but I almost blast his ass
Is it cause that I'm known to bust
So quick to bump a bad bitch that y'all known to trust
So when you see me on them thangs in the cadillac truck
Man don't even know me when you see your bitch in the back or front
[Chorus - 2x]
[Verse 2: Todd Nitty]
Foul, god damn you hagging
Sixteen block my wall you want to block my magic
Now you wondering no what Nitty be doing
While these bitches trying to find out who am I screwing
And I'm so, sick and tired of the motherfucking gossip
And I'm, sick and tired of the motherfucking coppers
They actually post up at the end of my block
Take a hoe from her spot just for trying to plot
(*cop voice*)
[Todd Nitty]
And I'm like, damn friendly why you all on me
Man I'm out here slanging records shit I stopped selling weed
Tell me, are you mad cause you see what I drive
Or are you checking out these broads with the big ass thighs
It be my main bitch, getting on my last nerves
closest now to the edge from getting kicked to the curb
She got a homegirl, all up in her hair
Maybe they just meant my hair's longer than her's
[Chorus - 2x]
[Twista]
And I'm, sick of them haters that be all in my shit
Everytime I turn around somebody always be talking bout Twist
Want to know who got a baby by me, what does he drive, where my tip
Be all in my bidness because they heard that I've been bumping they chick
I ain't no lie, if I scoop your bitch up
I will, If I get scratch from her
Fold it up, if I tell her bend over
She won't get up, if I give up the bunch
What you need to know fo', you the player po-po
Steady beeking and poking paranoia smoking on too much doe-doe
Creeping all in my bid' no since I first splurged on a Rego
I got birds when I see you, I'm starting to think you work for them people
Hurt 'em when I tell 'em, I think you better ease up, cause everybody
Know you no G when it come to the money put some g's up
Until you hip lock and freeze up, you might as well
Turn around and go like the other way when I see you
[Chorus - 2x]
[High Beam]
See me riding real slick thick and rolling on thangs
Got the misses and the bitches wanna know my name
They want to know what I'm on
Get the fuck up out of mine homie go on and get your own
Riding slick with the cherry wood grain
In my big boy truck with the candy paint
Why, bitches giving me brain
I know you want to ball like me but you can't
Stay the fuck up out my business man
[Chorus]
[Chorus x2]
Why you all in my business
Why you really really want to know the 4-1-1
Is it cause that my game's tight
I can scoop a bitch and fuck her on the same night
[Verse 1: High Beam]
It was a, Saturday evening bout seven at night
White T, white thongs pockets feeling alright
I got a, call from one of my carmel chicks
She said I mean be careful I think they talking on some hate shit
Despite the talk of the town, I'ma be there
For 45 minutes when you hear the horn come down
And when she climbed in, I received a kiss and a hug
In a minute take off your shoes on a white persian rug
Wave your number rolling going to get bent
Why they sure call thugs mugging I see him right through the tent
He had the nerve enough to tap on my glass
But he ain't had enough light to peek in but I almost blast his ass
Is it cause that I'm known to bust
So quick to bump a bad bitch that y'all known to trust
So when you see me on them thangs in the cadillac truck
Man don't even know me when you see your bitch in the back or front
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2: Todd Nitty]
Foul, god damn you hagging
Sixteen block my wall you want to block my magic
Now you wondering no what Nitty be doing
While these bitches trying to find out who am I screwing
And I'm so, sick and tired of the motherfucking gossip
And I'm, sick and tired of the motherfucking coppers
They actually post up at the end of my block
Take a hoe from her spot just for trying to plot
[cop voice]
[Todd Nitty]
And I'm like, damn friendly why you all on me
Man I'm out here slanging records shit I stopped selling weed
Tell me, are you mad cause you see what I drive
Or are you checking out these broads with the big ass thighs
It be my main bitch, getting on my last nerves
closest now to the edge from getting kicked to the curb
She got a homegirl, all up in her hair
Maybe they just meant my hair's longer than her's
[Chorus x2]
[Twista]
And I'm, sick of them haters that be all in my shit
Everytime I turn around somebody always be talking bout Twist
Want to know who got a baby by me, what does he drive, where my tip
Be all in my bidness because they heard that I've been bumping they chick
I ain't no lie, if I scoop your bitch up
I will, If I get scratch from her
Fold it up, if I tell her bend over
She won't get up, if I give up the bunch
What you need to know fo', you the player po-po
Steady beeking and poking paranoia smoking on too much doe-doe
Creeping all in my bid' no since I first splurged on a Rego
I got birds when I see you, I'm starting to think you work for them people
Hurt 'em when I tell 'em, I think you better ease up, cause everybody
Know you no G when it come to the money put some g's up
Until you hip lock and freeze up, you might as well
Turn around and go like the other way when I see you
[Chorus x2]
[High Beam]
See me riding real slick thick and rolling on thangs
Got the misses and the bitches wanna know my name
They want to know what I'm on
Get the fuck up out of mine homie go on and get your own
Riding slick with the cherry wood grain
In my big boy truck with the candy paint
Why, bitches giving me brain
I know you want to ball like me but you can't
Stay the fuck up out my business man
Too many times you crossed the line
But you came crawling back to me
Sayin 'We can be friends it's not the end'
Tryin to fix it with sorry
You'd cheated you'd lied you'd made me cry
Left me alone with no affection
Now look at you broke I hope you choke
You know you're tears and all you're tension
He'll take you're heart
(he'll take you're heart he'll take you're heart)
Destroy each and every part
(each and every part)
Even calling in the dark
'Cos he's dangerous (oooooooo)
And then he's dangerous (oooooooo)
Teardrops come again
I can almost feel your pain
I never ever thought the day would come
when I would be the lucky one
To see you hurt
To see you cry
Gives my soul a natural high
Think about the times you walked on me
Your teardrops came to set me free
You seem to bring the pain and once again
I'm out the situation
You were about to hold me down
You were the cause of my frustration
Now I see you cry
you wipe your eyes
You promised me you've changed
but in the end you're still the same
How can the player change his game?
He'll take you're heart
(he'll take you're heart he'll take you're heart)
Destroy each and every part
(each and every part)
Even calling in the dark
'Cos he's dangerous (oooooooo) and then he's dangerous (oooooooo)
Teardrops come again
I can almost feel your pain
I never ever thought the day would come
when I would be the lucky one
To see you hurt
To see you cry
Gives my soul a natural high
Think about the times you walked on me
Your teardrops came to set me free
He's In your mind
He's a shadow in the night
In his eyes there is no light
'Cos he's dangerous and then he's dangerous
Teardrops come again
I can almost feel your pain
I never ever thought the day would come
when I would be the lucky one
To see you hurt
To see you cry
Gives my soul a natural high?
Think about the times you walked on me
Your teardrops came to set me free
Teardrops come again
I can almost feel your pain
I never ever thought the day would come
when I would be the lucky one
To see you hurt
To see you cry
Gives my soul a natural high
Think about the times you walked on me
Your teardrops came to set me free
[Intro - Ghostface]
Ich kann nicht auf meine Knie fallen
(Ich dachte du liebtest mich)
und mich bei dir entschuldigen
(Wenn du mich wirklich lieben würdest, würdest du zu mir stehen)
(Verzeihst du mir, war alles was ich fragte)
Weil das nicht mein Stil ist
(Also, lass mich hören, was du zu sagen hast)
[Vers 1 - Tanya]
Ich errinere mich als wir uns das erste mal trafen
Es war im Zug
wie könnte ich es vergessen
Du lächeltest mich an und schautest mich an
Deine weichen Lippen, sie nahmen mich gefangen
Die ganze Fahrt über konnten wir unsere Augen nicht voneinander abwenden
Und dann saßen wir zusammen
Du gabst mir deine Nummer, und sagtest du rufst mich an
Ich dachte, ich würde niemals anrufen
Hier verliebten wir uns, wie die Hand und der Handschuh
Reines Glück von Oben
Nun alles was wir noch sehen ist Lärm und Streit
Wir sahen niemals den richtigen Weg
Schau, da ist zu viel Feuer und Verlangen
So brauchte es eine Weile mich high zu bekommen
Es tut mir leid
Ich verletzte dich und ich ging verloren
Ich schätze wir müssen ein Tag telefonieren
ha heh
[Refrain x 2]
Ich kann nicht auf meine Knie fallen
(auf meine Knie)
und mich bei dir entschuldigen
(bei dir)
Weil das nicht mein Stil ist
(Das ist nicht mein Stil)
[Vers 2 - Carolyn]
ich errinere mich an die Nacht, wo wir das erste mal alleine zu Hasue waren
Du warst auf dem Sofa und ich war am Telefon
Du überhörtest wie ich den Namen meines besten Freundes aussprach
Dies war,als du verrückt und irrsinnig wurdest
Nahmst das Telefon von meinem Ohr
Drücktest mich an die Wand
Schriest und fragtest wer am Telefon war
Du hattest mir nicht geglaubt als ich sagte,es war nur ein Freund
Das war als der Wahnsinn begann
Du schriest wild und ich fiel auf den Fußboden
Weinte in Hysterie, konnte nicht mehr glauben
Ich wusste, dass du eine schlechte Laune hattest
Ich wünsche, ich hätte es nicht gesehen
Du wolltest, dass ich gewissenhaft bin
Ich sagte Ich könnte es sein
Aber das stoppte dich nicht mich weiterhin zu schlagen (die Hände aus meinem Gesicht
zunehmen)
Du sagstest einfach nur, dass du mich zurück auf meinem Platz zu verfrachten hättest
Am Ende jedes Tunnels ist immer ein Licht
Und die Tür...Es ist sicher, sie sieht richtig aus
Das ist warum-um-um-um-um
[Wiederholung Refrain x 2]
[Mitte 8 Suzie-Hauptstimme, Alles]
Er verlangt, dass du auf die Knie bettelnd fällst
weinst im Schlaf
Machst, dass du ihm glaubst
aber du bist stärker
als du jemals gedacht hättest, Mädchen
Du kannst deine eigene Welt kontrollieren
Kein Gebrauch davon mehr nötig
[Vers 3 - Ghostface]
Und yo-ich sage dir komm runter
fragte dich wer am Telefon war
Leg den Hörer nieder
Du hattest ein Glas Wein und ein Versace Abendkleid an, ein Limette-Grünes
Das hatte ich dir für deine Seefahrt, welche du gewonnen hattest, gekauft
Ich genehmige dir keine männlichen Freunde
Ich erzählte es dir, als wir das erste mal zusammen waren
Ich vertraue diesem Mann nicht
und du tatst es nicht nochmal
Ich verlor meine Laune, blinzelte,und zerstörte das Haus-Fehler
Das ist alles woran ich mich erriner kann-Es tut mir leid
[Wiederholung Refrain x 2]
[Outro]
Ich kann nicht auf meine Knie fallen
Und mich bei dir entschuldigen
Weil es nicht mein Stil ist
I can't fall down on my knees
(I thought you loved me)
And apologise to you
(If you really loved me you would of stayed with me)
(And apologised to me that's all I asked for)
Coz that aint my style
(Well let me hear what you had to say earlier)
I remember how we met it was on the train
How could I forget you smiled and looked at me
The soft of your lips they captured me
The whole ride down we kept our eyes on each other
And then we sat down together
You gave me your number said give me a call
I thought I wouldn't call at all
Here we are fell in love like hand to glove
Pure bliss from above
Now all we seem to do is fuss and fight
We never seem to get it right
See there's too much fire so much desire
So it took a little time to take me higher
I'm sorry if I hurt you and I went astray
I guess we gotta call it a day
Ha heh
I can't fall down on my knees (on my knees)
And apologise to you (to you)
Coz that aint my style
(That aint my style)
I can't fall down on my knees (on my knees)
And apologise to you (to you)
Coz that aint my style
(That aint my style)
I remember one night when we were home alone
You were on the sofa I was on the phone
You overheard me call out my best friends name
That's when u went crazy started going insane
Grabbed the phone from my hand
Backed me against the wall
Shouting and asking who was on the call
You wouldn't believe me when I said it's just a friend
That's when all the madness began
You kept yelling wild I fell to the floor
Crying in hysteria cant try w'you no more
I knew you had a temper
I wish I didn't see it
You wanted me to be faithful
I told you I could be it
But that didn't stop you from putting your hands on my face
You simply said you had to put me in my place
At the end of every tunnel there's always a light
And the door.. it sure looks right
That's why-hy-hy-hy-hy
I can't fall down on my knees (on my knees)
And apologise to you (to you)
Coz that aint my style
(That aint my style)
I can't fall down on my knees (on my knees)
And apologise to you (to you)
Coz that aint my style
(That aint my style)
He's got you begging on your knees
Crying in your sleep
Making you believe him
But you're stronger
Than you'll ever know girl
You control your own world
No need to take no more [x2]
Yo, Heh yo I asked you to calm down
Asked you who was on the phone put the horn down
You had a glass of wine a Versace night gown a lime green one
That I bought you for your trip from the cruise you won
I don't wanna fool with those male friends
I told you back then when we first got together
I don't trust those men
And you did it again
I lost my temper laid down and wrecked the house boo
That's all I can remember I'm sorry
I can't fall down on my knees (on my knees)
And apologise to you (to you)
Coz that aint my style
(That aint my style)
I can't fall down on my knees (on my knees)
And apologise to you (to you)
Coz that aint my style
(That aint my style)
I can't fall down on my knees
And apologise to you
Coz that aint my style
Above the feeling
This is revealing
Boy I didnt know you cared
Mustve been up on the weekend
In the club freakin
Boy I could see you stare
You were lookin right at me
Lookin right back
We knew there was something there
And I know you knew that if we did do this
It would be an affair
Cos my mans at home
Lookin at the finger his ring goes on
He got trust in me
How'm I gonna live with myself if I cheat
Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And 'though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now gotta go
Gotta get home
Cos my baby's boy's on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And 'though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now
I gots ta get home
My baby boy's on his own
Up on the dancefloor
Then ya go ask for a night in with me
But ya know that ain't gon' happen
I wont get trapped in
This see it just aint me
And you can try seduce me
But it's no use see
I'm in love with my baby
And I won't let you in
Mess up and move in
To do that I'd be crazy
Cos my mans at home
Lookin' at the finger his ring goes on
He got trust in me
How'm I gonna live with myself if I cheat
Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And 'though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now gotta go
Gotta get home
Cos my baby's boy's on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb di-dumb
And 'though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now
I gots ta get home
My baby boy's on his own
Theres no way that im gon' play
I dont care what you gon' say
Even though you make me crazy
I wont risk losing my baby
Theres no way that im gon' play
I dont care what you gon' say
Even though you make me crazy
I wont risk losing my baby
That'd be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb da dont want none
And 'though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta run now gotta go
Gotta get home
Cos my baby's boy's on his own
Better be Dumb diggi-diggi-di dumb da don't want none
And 'though I know it would be fun to get some
Gotta go now
I gots ta get home
My baby boy's on his own