Major is a sports manga series by Takuya Mitsuda. It has been serialized in Shōnen Sunday and has been collected in 78 tankōbon volumes. In 1996, it received the Shogakukan Manga Award for shōnen.
The manga series concluded in the 32nd issue of Shōnen Sunday for 2010, while the 78th and final volume of the manga series was released in the middle of December 2010 together with a special original video animation (OVA).
The series has been adapted as an anime series produced by NHK and Studio Hibari titled Major (メジャー, Mejā?) (using katakana instead of the manga's English characters). The first episode was broadcast on November 13, 2004 and has completed six seasons. The final episode originally aired on September 25, 2010. An animated film telling the story between the first and second seasons of the anime was released on December 13, 2008. Two OVAs were released on December 16, 2011 and January 18, 2012. They deal with The World Series chapter, which was skipped in the TV series.
The story of Major follows the life of Gorō Honda, from kindergarten to being a professional baseball player, seeking and overcoming tremendous challenges.
[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