Major is a rank of commissioned officer, with corresponding ranks existing in many military forces. It is also used in some police forces such as the New York State Police, New Jersey State Police and several others.
When used unhyphenated, in conjunction with no other indicator of rank, the term refers to the rank just senior to that of an army captain and just below the rank of lieutenant colonel. It is considered the most junior of the field ranks. In some militaries, notably France, the rank is referred to as commandant, while in others it is known as captain-major. It is also used in some police forces and other paramilitary rank structures.
When used in hyphenated or combined fashion, the term can also imply seniority at other levels of rank, including general-major or major general, denoting a mid-level general officer, and sergeant major, denoting the most senior NCO of a military unit.
It can also be used with a hyphen to denote the leader of a military band such as in pipe-major or drum-major.
A busy signal (or busy tone or engaged tone) in telephony is an audible or visual signal to the calling party that indicates failure to complete the requested connection of that particular telephone call.
There are several distinctly different types of busy signals:
Many different countries have different signalling tones that act as "busy signals".
Sean Paul Ryan Francis Henriques (born January 9, 1973), who performs under stage name Sean Paul, is a Jamaican dancehall and reggae artist.
Sean Paul was born in Kingston and spent his early years in Upper Andrew Parish, a few miles north of Kingston. His parents, Garth and Frances, were both talented athletes, and his mother is a well-known painter. His paternal grandfather was a Sephardic Jew whose family emigrated from Portugal, and his paternal grandmother was Afro-Caribbean; his mother is of English and Chinese Jamaican descent. Sean Paul was raised as a Catholic. Many members of his family are swimmers. His grandfather was on the first Jamaican men's national water polo team. His father also played water polo for the team in the 1960s, and competed in long-distance swimming, while Sean Paul's mother was a backstroke swimmer. Sean Paul played for the national water polo team from the age of thirteen to twenty-one, when he gave up the sport in order to launch his musical career. He attended the Wolmers High School for Boys, Belair School, Hillel Academy High School, and the College of Arts, Science, and Technology, now known as the University of Technology, where he was trained in commerce with a view to pursuing an occupation in hotel management.
Quincy Matthew Hanley (born October 26, 1986), better known by his stage name ScHoolboy Q, is an American hip hop recording artist signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and Interscope Records. Hanley is a member of Black Hippy along with Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar and Ab-Soul. In a 2011 interview when asked about what encouraged him to start rapping, Hanley explained that it was something he was "born to do": "I was just chillin’ man, but rapping’s just something I was born to do. I don’t know when I started rapping. I don’t know how I started rapping, but I know I wrote a verse and I was stuck ever since," he explained.
Preceded by two mixtapes, his first independent album Setbacks, reached #100 on the US Billboard 200 chart in 2011, selling close to 1,000 digital copies in the first week. On January 14, 2012, he released his second independent album Habits & Contradictions. The album debuted at #111 on the US Billboard 200, with first-week sales of 3,900 digital copies in the United States.
Bryan Lee Cranston (born March 7, 1956) is an American actor. He is also a voice actor, writer and director. He is best known for his roles as Hal, the father in the Fox situation comedy Malcolm in the Middle and Walter White in the AMC drama series Breaking Bad, for which he won the Primetime Emmy Award for Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series three consecutive times. Since earning critical acclaim while starring in these television series, he has gone on to perform in many feature films.
Cranston was born in Canoga Park, California, to Peggy Sell, a radio actress, and Joseph L. "Joe" Cranston, an actor and Hollywood producer. His great-grandmother was from County Clare, Ireland. Cranston grew up in the Los Angeles area, graduated from Canoga Park High School, and earned an associate degree in police science from Los Angeles Valley College.
Cranston performed as a youth, but his show business parents had mixed feelings about their son being involved in the profession, so he did not continue until years later.
[Solomon Childs]
Paint murder like Wesley, faggots
Your war stories don't impress me, warrants
So the ratchets broke as well as the next one
Larry Davis reinacting, we puttin' them niggaz
Who be talking to killas in comas
Death is so deep, you ever see a nigga eyes rolled back
On the block til I die with that medicine
I will emerge from rap, will emerge from mines
I want niggaz to learn, they can't stand me
So I won't feel guilty when I'm receiving my Grammy's
Counting my blessings, hoping my old Earth
Make it all the way to the top, asking Alllah
Give me strength if the nines gots to pop
Them feds put a bullet in the head of my great dane
Poverty child, I feel momma's pain
Walking in my daddy's shoes of shame
Creases in my state greens, criminal lives
Police know as the nine millimeter team
And we don't smoke poofie, find us where niggaz be climaxing
[Chorus x2: Solomon Childs]
We major players, all around the board
And done bent niggaz all around the board
Headliners, kill or be killed, so you better move
When it's time to move, or get filled
[Cappadonna]
Pillage for life team, we fight schemes
Nigga fall back, Staten Island
We all black, carry a mack, motherfuckers Osama Island
Been wilding, from Murder Hill all the way to Jungle Nilz
Fuck ya'll niggaz, we gotta pay the bills
Nigga move over, two-faced rappers, all you deep throaters
Underground niggaz right here, put this in ya range rovers
Staten Island soldiers, New York City post up
Gats out the hosters, we kill our enemies
We move like centipedes, we the stampede that crush the industries
Elminated the herpes for dirt g's
The mud might leak, we throw coles on Staten Isle, don't nobody speak
[Outro: Cappadonna]
My fucking word, fucking Staten Island pitbull, niggaz
Straight up and down, snatch pocket books and all that shit
Niggaz still hungry, Osama Island
Murder Hill, Body B., nigga
Straight gangsta, for all you crack heads, and cry babies
Word up, Killa B., what up, baby?
Stab that nigga... word up... take a nigga chain
Knowhatimsayin, nigga, we try'n -- nigga, we need meals
when I did first enlist
I tried to stay away
but after you get that kiss
you will miss it
I read all the history books
and I sat with silver screen
and I aways had to look
singin' na na na na na na na...
major - has this feeling all the time
major - soldier boys are so, so blind
major - maybe you're the next in line
veterans of the game
with their whiskey long-life scars
some will put the blame
on the pain
I am choosing a life of hate
with destruction down my path
I wanna disappear
singin' na na na na na na na....
major - has this feeling all the time
major - soldier boys are so, so blind
major - your revealing, how I am feeling, trying to
make
and I can't take it
stories of their tongues
you can't lose it in your mind
with a bottle in your hand
touching time
it ain't no paper moon
and I don't wanna a purple heart
or a suitcase full of regrets
singin' na na na na na na na....
major - has this feeling all the time
major - soldier boys are so, so blind
major - maybe you're the next in line
next in line
next in line
next in line
Haven't you heard I'm M.A.J.O.R.
Tell me where the party's at
And I'll be there
Jumping like a bunny with my hands in the air
Kissing babies like a billionaire
You say I can call you papa bear
But I could break into your house
I could break into your soul
Make your body gravitate can't say no
We can play game but I'm in control
Chorus
Do you like how this hits
Wanna see if it fits
Can you read my lips
Maybe just one kiss
Wanna have a little taste
Go back to my place
We could get it on (and on, and on, and on, and on)
I'm M.A.J.O.R.
So M.A.J.O.R.
I got the keys to your car
I'm the man on your arm
And this hand on my (aah!)
While you still at the bar
I'm M.A.J.O.R.
So M.A.J.O.R.
I'm gonna take what's mine
Cause you boys waste time
Haven't you heard I'm M.A.J.O.R.
(Boy you shoulda known I'm M.A.J.O.R)
Get your hands up
Tony dance up
I'm the boss now
So take your pants off
Do something freaky
Do something weird
Lose yourself in the atmosphere
Hold on someone is calling
Baby wants to walk but you be crawling
Bet you wanna know who's on the line
Let me break it down for you one more time
Chorus
(Jump!)
(Jump!)
(Jump!)
(Jump!)
Zigganana, your banana
(Jump!)
Zigganana, your banana
(Jump!)
Zigganana, your banana
(Jump!)
Zigganana, your banana
(Mmm! Mmm!)
Chorus