1 (one; /ˈwʌn/ or UK /ˈwɒn/) is a number, a numeral, and the name of the glyph representing that number. It represents a single entity, the unit of counting or measurement. For example, a line segment of "unit length" is a line segment of length 1.
One, sometimes referred to as unity, is the integer before two and after zero. One is the first non-zero number in the natural numbers as well as the first odd number in the natural numbers.
Any number multiplied by one is the number, as one is the identity for multiplication. As a result, one is its own factorial, its own square, its own cube, and so on. One is also the empty product, as any number multiplied by one is itself, which produces the same result as multiplying by no numbers at all.
The glyph used today in the Western world to represent the number 1, a vertical line, often with a serif at the top and sometimes a short horizontal line at the bottom, traces its roots back to the Indians, who wrote 1 as a horizontal line, much like the Chinese character 一. The Gupta wrote it as a curved line, and the Nagari sometimes added a small circle on the left (rotated a quarter turn to the right, this 9-look-alike became the present day numeral 1 in the Gujarati and Punjabi scripts). The Nepali also rotated it to the right but kept the circle small. This eventually became the top serif in the modern numeral, but the occasional short horizontal line at the bottom probably originates from similarity with the Roman numeral Failed to parse (Missing texvc executable; please see math/README to configure.): \mathrm{I} . In some European countries (e.g., Germany), the little serif at the top is sometimes extended into a long upstroke, sometimes as long as the vertical line, which can lead to confusion with the glyph for seven in other countries. Where the 1 is written with a long upstroke, the number 7 has a horizontal stroke through the vertical line.
Alicia Augello Cook (born January 25, 1981), better known by her stage name Alicia Keys, is an American R&B singer-songwriter, record producer, and actress. Keys was raised by a single mother in the Hell's Kitchen area of Manhattan in New York City. At age seven, Keys began playing the piano. She attended Professional Performing Arts School and graduated at 16 as valedictorian. Keys released her debut album with J Records, having had previous record deals first with Columbia and then Arista Records.
Keys' debut album, Songs in A Minor, was a commercial success, selling over 12 million copies worldwide. She became the best-selling new artist and best-selling R&B artist of 2001. The album earned Keys five Grammy Awards in 2002, including Best New Artist and Song of the Year for "Fallin'". Her second studio album, The Diary of Alicia Keys, was released in 2003 and was also another success worldwide, selling eight million copies. The album garnered her an additional four Grammy Awards in 2005. Later that year, she released her first live album, Unplugged, which debuted at number one in the United States. She became the first female to have an MTV Unplugged album to debut at number one and the highest since Nirvana in 1994.
Arthur Rubinstein (January 28, 1887 – December 20, 1982) was a Polish-American classical pianist who received international acclaim for his performances of the music written by a variety of composers; many regard him as the greatest Chopin interpreter of his time. He is widely considered one of the greatest classical pianists of the twentieth century.
Rubinstein was born in Łódź, Congress Poland (part of the Russian Empire for the entire time Rubinstein resided there) on January 28, 1887, to a family of assimilated Jews. He was the youngest of eight children, and his father was a wealthy factory owner.
Rubinstein's birth name was Artur Rubinstein, although in English-speaking countries, he preferred to be known as Arthur Rubinstein. However, his United States impresario Sol Hurok insisted he be billed as Artur, and records were released in the West under both versions of his name.
At the age of two, Rubinstein demonstrated perfect pitch and a fascination with the piano, watching his elder sister's piano lessons. By the age of four, he was recognised as a child prodigy. Rubinstein first studied piano in Warsaw. His early piano training came from Karl Heinrich Barth.
Johannes Brahms (pronounced [joːˈhanəs ˈbʁaːms]; 7 May 1833 – 3 April 1897) was a German composer and pianist, and one of the leading musicians of the Romantic period. Born in Hamburg, Brahms spent much of his professional life in Vienna, Austria, where he was a leader of the musical scene. In his lifetime, Brahms's popularity and influence were considerable; following a comment by the nineteenth-century conductor Hans von Bülow, he is sometimes grouped with Johann Sebastian Bach and Ludwig van Beethoven as one of the Three Bs.
Brahms composed for piano, chamber ensembles, symphony orchestra, and for voice and chorus. A virtuoso pianist, he premiered many of his own works; he also worked with some of the leading performers of his time, including the pianist Clara Schumann and the violinist Joseph Joachim. Many of his works have become staples of the modern concert repertoire. Brahms, an uncompromising perfectionist, destroyed many of his works and left some of them unpublished.
Brahms is often considered both a traditionalist and an innovator. His music is firmly rooted in the structures and compositional techniques of the Baroque and Classical masters. He was a master of counterpoint, the complex and highly disciplined art for which Johann Sebastian Bach is famous, and also of development, a compositional ethos pioneered by Joseph Haydn, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and Ludwig van Beethoven. Brahms aimed to honour the "purity" of these venerable "German" structures and advance them into a Romantic idiom, in the process creating bold new approaches to harmony and melody. While many contemporaries found his music too academic, his contribution and craftsmanship have been admired by subsequent figures as diverse as Arnold Schoenberg and Edward Elgar. The diligent, highly constructed nature of Brahms's works was a starting point and an inspiration for a generation of composers.
Martha Argerich (born June 5, 1941 in Buenos Aires, Argentina) is an Argentine pianist.
Argerich was born in Buenos Aires and started playing the piano at age three (the provenance of the name Argerich is uncertain: some say it is Catalan, while others maintain it originates from Croatia). At the age of five, she moved to teacher Vincenzo Scaramuzza who stressed to her the importance of lyricism and feeling. Argerich gave her debut concert in 1949 at the age of eight. The family moved to Europe in 1955 where Argerich studied with Friedrich Gulda in Austria. Juan Perón, then the president of Argentina, made their decision possible by appointing her parents to diplomatic posts in the Argentine Embassy in Vienna. She later studied with Stefan Askenase and Maria Curcio. Argerich also seized opportunities for brief periods of coaching with Madeleine Lipatti (widow of Dinu Lipatti), Abbey Simon, and Nikita Magaloff. In 1957, at sixteen, she won both the Geneva International Music Competition and the Ferruccio Busoni International Competition, within three weeks of each other. It was at the latter that she met Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli whom she would later seek out for lessons during a personal artistic crisis at the age of twenty, though she only had four lessons with him in a year and a half. Her greatest influence was Gulda, with whom she studied for 18 months.
Intro...
Verse 1 (Rick Ross)
Hello Good Morning Tell Me What The Nig Read
My Cup Full Of Blow And On That Good Weed
My Bitch Bad Kinda Got Her Tipsy
And All Black Haters Better Miss Me
My Bitch Rap Better Than Most Rappers
Heres A Rose Toast To Those Rappers
I Dont Smoke No Tobaccos
But I Smoke The Most Rappers
I Got Big Tips For The Waitress
Bitch I Got Very Little Patience
All The Bitches Dipping By The Carlo
You May Wanna Get A Different Auto
Deep Down Your Main Even Wanna Cum
Everybody Know My Name Im Number One
(Number 1)
Im Number one
Woke Up This Morning Past The 3
Then I Said A Prayer God Bless The G's
Chorus (Trey Songz)
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
From The Bottom To The Top
Ill Be Ballin Till I Drop
And im Never Gonna Stop
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
From The Bottom To The Top
Ill Be Ballin Till I Drop
And im Never Gonna Stop
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
(Diddy Intro)
Verse 2 (Diddy)
Im The First One To Cut the Phantom In Half
First White Two Seater Down Fifth Ave
First One To Write A Check In The Earthquake
Same Motherfucker That'll Make The Earth Shake
Long Money Is The Only Way To Make The Earth Spin
Your Girlfriend Caught Up In My Whirlwind
Used To Move White Girl Out In Maryland
Now My Girlfriends Blowing Like Maryland
We Number One We Get Mad More Paper
Aint Nothing Like Bad Boy Paper
We Aint Never Gonna Stop
Woke Up This Morning Past The 3
Then I Said A Prayer God Bless The G's
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
From The Bottom To The Top
Ill Be Ballin Till I Drop
And im Never Gonna Stop
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
Verse 3 (Rick Ross)
Im A Gang Member My Gang Call
Bugotti Boys Ask Your Main Broad
The Streets Cold My Wrists Numb
I Do It Big Ask My Income
The Bigger I Get The More You Deflate
My Niggas Deal Dope You Better Rebate
Spiff Flows Like Its Free Base
All The Fours I Could Erase
I Think I May Need Goggles
All My Bottles Sparkle
Im The Only One She Obey
Cause Theres Only One Rose
Woke Up This Morning Past The 3
Then I Said A Prayer God Bless The G's
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
Verse 4 (Trey Songz)
You Can Say I Mustve Lose Shit
Im Number One And You Niggas Can Get The Dueces
Maybach Music Player Then The Coupest
Rick Rose Trans So Stupid
Trying To Find Your Girl But I Probably Made Her Lose It
Body So Tight And I Know She Get The Loosest
Bring You Into The World You Could Be My Old Girl
Catch Me Miami With Four Girls Told Girl
Im Hot Holla At Me When The Summers Done
Never Been Where Im From Number one
Woke Up This Morning Past The 3
Then I Said A Prayer God Bless The G's
Chorus (Trey Songz)
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
From The Bottom To The Top
Ill Be Ballin Till I Drop
And im Never Gonna Stop
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
From The Bottom To The Top
Ill Be Ballin Till I Drop
And im Never Gonna Stop
Im Number One In This Bitch
Now They Understand Why Im Running This Shit
Got to get out more
Get in the place
Got to work out more
And sort out my face
I've got all the 'zines that tell me what to eat
And I'm tired of being told what to wear on my feet
And I don't have the time to get all worked up
About the year on the street
And it's not my fault, I can find my way
Yeah it's not my fault, there goes another day
I've been here too long, do I have to change
Into what it takes
To make it number one?
I feel out of favour
I don't look like a picture
You think I'm a loser,
But I can see through you
You're running around like you're running the country
I know that you think that you've got one on me
Ear to the ground, like the boy about town
Can't get nothing to fit me
And it's not my fault, I can find my way
Yeah it's not my fault, there goes another day
I've been here too long, do I have to change
Into what it takes
To make it number one?
Got a call from an old friend, used to be real close
Said he couldn't go on the American way
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West Coast
Now he gives 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
No.1
Hey are you blind? why don't you see me?
i'm standing right in front of you. you better
believe me
Hey are deaf? why can't you hear me?
i'm screaming right into you ear. better believe
success sucks ass
Don't you know. where the fuck you wanna go.
I'll gelp you out. you'll be mine tonight
and now i see just what you're planning
and what you claim to be: no.1?
success sucks ass
i wanna know what made you grow
so tall that you don't see me
my status shifts and i like this bit
cuz i can see right through you
your party's huge. your memory small
Cuz suddenly you don't remember me at all
where we used to drink. now you're gonna drown
[Chorus: Awa]
So crazy, my heart is racing
To win your love
Ooh lady, you got me waiting
Want to be Number 1
[Chorus: Oldwun]
That's just the way you got me,
Just the way ya make me feel
When I'm around you girl,
I pinch myself to check it's real
Had enough of daydreamin',
Open up and let me in
(I want to be Number 1)
[Verse 1: Awa]
Falling so fast
That I can't hold back
On a one way course to you
Losing control
My lust on turbo
Blind spot's my view
Hope there's no dead end
Gonna keep on trying
Won't give in
Maybe it's around the bend
I know you ain't easy
Let's see what happens
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Oldwun]
Ain't one of them "Dime a dozen,
Ain't passin me by to often
A catch like you is a once in
A lifetime thing like Hayleys Comet
Ain't lettin you pass me by,
Ain't misreadin' your signs
You got me stuck at the red,
Waitin for that green light
Just know that I'm in it to win it,
There ain't no 2nd place
And you know that I ain't gon' give in,
Silver just ain't the same
No it ain't the same, no, no and I ain't playin
And I ain't givin up, till I'm your No.1
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Oohh...
Number 1
Oohh yeah...
Bombraids, dead cities, bombraids, dead citizens.
Casualties civilian government destruction.
More bombs, more cities, more burning bodies for the cause.
Retribution tanks machine guns U.S.A.
Looking out for number 1, number 1, number 1.
Massdestrucion.
Bombraids, dead cities, bombraids, fucking dead kids.
Casualties civilian government solutions.
More bombs, more cities, more boiling hatred in the streets.
The world is mine
I get what I want
Cause I seize my chances
You fucka with me, you fuck with the best
You fight with the best, you die like the rest
There is nothing you can do to me
Me I am the No. 1
I got balls
So I improve
I stay hungry
To burn you cockroach
Me I want what's coming to me
It is the world and everything in it
As a master of the Universe
As opium for the crowd
My seed is the key to make you bend down
Bend down for me!
Do what you can
To make sure that you
Can get it your way
Can live for today
'poor mans on the run
But no. 1
Is doing ok
... is tired of complains
That the effort ain't there
To make sure we all
Do live as one
"He gives from his surpluss"
Ain't that good enough?
Ain't that good enough?
God,... I don't know
God,... I don't care!
I can see you!
I can see me
I don't need more
... and niether should we
So live for today
So boogie on down...
'Cause we ain't gonna be around...
Note; the Second refrain has lyrics from the G.e. Song "Precarious"
Mixed in...
"So what can I do for you?
You say you'd like your soul saved
Suddenly you believe in me
Now that we're standin'
Face to face
'I didn't give you a fair chance
With my precarious human race
; You were fair game?
Farce human test
It took you so long boy,
You figured why waste your breath
It took ya so long boy