One percent (or 1%) may refer to:
James Temple (1606 – 1680) was a puritan and English Civil War soldier who was convicted of the regicide of Charles I. Born in Rochester, Kent, to a well-connected gentry family, he was the second of two sons of Sir Alexander Temple, although his elder brother died in 1627. As a child, Temple moved with his father from Rochester to Chadwell St Mary in Essex and then to Etchingham in Sussex, where he settled.
Temple gained military experience as a member of the Duke of Buckingham's expedition to the Isle of Ré in 1627. As a puritan, he joined the Parliamentary army at the outbreak of the Civil War and fought at the Battle of Edgehill. He rose to become a colonel and commanded Tilbury Fort, an important defensive position on the approach to London by river. He was elected as a Member of Parliament (MP) for Bramber in September 1645 to replace an ejected Royalist. He sided with the army in opposing any compromise with the King, and was appointed as a judge at the trial of King Charles I of England. Temple attended most of the court sessions and was the 28th (of 59) to sign the King's death warrant. After the restoration of Charles II, he was convicted of regicide, but avoided execution and was imprisoned on Jersey, where he died.
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Moore criticizes globalization, large corporations, assault weapon ownership, U.S. Presidents Bill Clinton and George W. Bush, the Iraq War, the American health care system, and capitalism in his written and cinematic works.
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Minna no koe ga kikoeta kara
Kono basho e kuru koto ga dekite
Minna no ai ni tsutsumareta kara
Kou shite ima koe wo todokete irarerun da ne
Tsukareteru hazuna noni
Itsudemo egao wo kureru hitotachi
Tarinai jikan saite
Kake tsukete kureru hitomoiru
Soshite watashi ga machigattara
Shikatte kureru anata arigatou
Minna no koe ga kikoeta kara
Kono basho e kuru koto ga dekite
Minna no ai ni tsutsumareta kara
Kou shite ima koe wo todokete irarerun da ne
Dokokate sure chigaeba
"Ganbatte" no hitokoto wo kureru
Yuuki wo moratta yoto
Watashi no hou ga hagemasareru
Unmei to guuzen kasanari
Subarashii deai ni ima arigatou
Minna no koe ga kikoeta kara
Kono basho e kuru koto ga dekite
Minna no ai ni tsutsumareta kara
i felt laughter i felt the circle was intact can't explain but i'll show it so you can have it and keep it for yourself can't define the power redefinitions of dreams that will come true can't explain but i'll show it so you will have it the next time we meet we come together we throw our worlds aside for that can't explain i'll show itso you can see us and feel us give our hearts i shake so badly feel an itch grinding up and down my spine can't explain but i'll show you so you can have it the next time we meet purpose shines body's numb this is what we are this is what we live this is how we take this is how we give (cause that's my friends) this is my present to you
A kaleidoscope program
Is functioning so beautifully
Fire up all the primary engines
Calculate projected nexus
Take a good plane and shave off all the edges
Not straight enough to make a perfect structure
Indigenous life must be in agreement
Like one meaning some and zero meaning nothing
Continue stretching the edge of rondure
While maintaining geodesic stasis
Anomaly detected
No previous known cases
Take a good plane and shave off all the edges
Not straight enough to make a perfect structure
Indigenous life must be in agreement
Like one meaning some and zero meaning nothing
Colossal liquid insect
With legs the size of rockets
Analyze its orgone levels
Switch view to kaleidoscopic
Take a good plane and shave off all the edges
Not straight enough to make a perfect structure
Indigenous life must be in agreement
all the people i know wanna be left alone
some people!
i don't know?
they won't leave you alone
you gotta be just - be just like them
biggest gang i know they call the government
and a gang is a weapon
that you trade your mind in for
you gotta be just - be just like them
the gang
and the government
are no different
the gang
and the government
are no different
the gang
and the government
are no different
that makes me
that makes me
trouble comes down
like a foot steppin heavy
shake your fist at the bitch
or wave your money
you gotta be right
you gotta be right
don't be no
supper for a big fish
with the big lip
and the over - bite - bite
you gotta bite
bite - bite - bite - da bita
bite - bite - ba da da bita
bite - bite - bite - bite
bite - bite - bite - bite
all the people i know wanna be left alone
some people!
i don't know, they won't leave you alone!
you gotta be just - be just like them
the gang
and the government
no different
the gang
and the government
no different
the gang
and the government
no different
that makes me
that makes me
that makes me
that makes me
I see you shaped in dotted lines.
You waste your time and all of mine.
I cut you out and then I'll try
to fold you to a paper boat.
Your special present,
the one I'll only stare at.
Sits waiting on my door steps.
You wrapped it up nicely in regrets.
Your wounds they never start to heal.
You blind me with your sunless smile.
The rain and its one-hand clapping sound
Konayuki ga mau kono kisetsu ni
kajikan da kimi no te wo nigiri
boku wa kimi ni yakusoku suru yo
boku no te de kimi wo shiawase ni suru to
Konayuki ga furitsumoru michi ni
futatsu no ashiato ga tsuzuiteku
mou nidoto hanareru koto naku
otagai no kokoro wo yorisowasete yukou
Konayuki ga tsuki ni terasarete
kono sekai wo shizukesa de irodoru
mabataki to mabataki no aida
bokura wa sono kiseki ni mitoreteita
futari kiri de…
Tsunaida te ga hagurenai you ni
kono kizuna ga togirenai you ni
boku wa koko de yakusoku suru yo
(INTRO)
Verse 1:
Distintos niveles, ligan rotundos y fieles
Rotando espacios, solicitan, tienes
Entre el preciso lapso deslizo
Hiciste, hicieron, se hace, hizo
Junta colecta, conjunta acción
Intolerancia en cuestión u opinión en razón
Se ha corrido el cable, hable
Por si dable, pronto considerable...
Presente, después de varios años
Que han pasado, frente a mis ojos han logrado ver
Información obtenida de la imaginación
Entrega recibida
Actuo en legítima defensa
Es mi decisión, quiero vivir costumbres
Esparcirlas, presentarlas
Así, mira, aquí llevarlas
Pasa el tiempo, se dejan rastros
La lleva mi familia en la sangre
Sabes, hasta la fecha
Siempre que acaba un día otro empieza
No hay conformidad
Así es, es la misma puerta
Así es, mira suena alerta
Comienza, confiesa, alerta alerta
Correcta, incorrecta, alerta
Chorus:
Será, fue, presente (Presente)
Alma de alma desciende (x2)
Verse 2:
Materias abundos, sin saber, sin rumbos
Sin embargo esperas, recompensa turno
Nacer, creer, ver hacia ser
Sólido derrama, ha de acontecer
Que se conserve y que nunca pierda
Que se libre que caiga cuerda
En terreno encele, humedece, llueve
Interminable el color que mueve...
Cargarlo no es fácil, peso suficiente
Por comunicación verbal
No son hallazgos
Veras que llegan sin avisar
Sin costar, ni hablar (Hey)
A ver como le haces
La seda no oculta las verdades
No es amenaza, viene en tu misma raza
Aquí está, fue y será y fue aquí está
Alma de alma desciende... (x4)
(Chorus x4)
Alma de alma desciende... (x4)
49 percent
1 percent short of half
and less than half
ain't really much of nothing
Bit off more than one could bite
and the taste is slight
it leaves this dullish appetite
'bout time I've finally seen the light
and said goodnight,
for the sling is tight
we'll lose this fight
in a corner painted white
as you fly your kite
I shun the sight, I've seen the light!
and now I've got to say goodnight, you know I'm right!
49 percent
1 percent short of half
and less than half
ain't really much of nothing
49 percent
1 percent short of half
and less than half
ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to stop your flight
or change your night or nothing,
less than half
why won't you try
to make this damage better?
Math and imagery
Equates cacophony
Multiplies muteness: a sum better disturbed
For silence subtracts
And shadows divide
light
less than half is slight
Math and imagery
Equates cacophony
Multiplies muteness: a sum better disturbed
For silence subtracts
And shadows divide
light
less than half is slight
the heat is center forward
the heat is center forward
the heat is center forward
the heat is center forward
the heat is center forward
49 percent
1 percent short of half
and less than half
ain't really much of nothing,
49 percent
1 percent short of half
and less than half
ain't really much of nothing
I won't try to stop your flight
or change your night or nothing,
less than half
why won't you try
to make this damage better?
49 percent
1 percent short of half
and less than half
ain't really much of nothing,
49 percent
1 percent short of half
and less than half
ain't really much of nothing
the heat is center forward
the heat is center forward
Nico Suave ist mein Name ihr Schlaftabletten,
dass ich burn, darauf könnt ihr euren fetten Arsch verwetten,
festhalten bitte, und steckt die Kippen weg,
Suave kommt dick und fett und ungeahnt wie'n Hidden Track,
bin einer von denen mit Cap und Umhängeschlüssel,
HipHop-Fan mit Herz und nem kleinen Sprung in der Schüssel,
Jungs wie ich sind mit allen Wassern gewaschen,
landen mit krassen Maschen und lassen die laschen Metaphern in Taschen.
Ich komm entspannt und benebel euch wie Trockeneis,
wir rocken Mic's, die Stimmung meist kochend heiss,
auf unseren Gigs sollte man cyphers meiden,
und mit dem Preisausschreiben gleich im Scheisshaus bleiben.
Yo, Spark wirbelt Platten umher wie im Strassenverkehr,
kreuz und quer doch bisher sind die Kassen noch leer.
Ich geh' auf die Bühne, um die Masse anzuziehen,
Unterhaltung bedeutet für mich das krasse am MC'en.
Spark, mach Dich mal bemerkbar,
"..Hi.."
"..Hey Yo.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Ladies.."
"..Wotz Up.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..Was wir geben ist 100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Hey Yo.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Ladies.."
"..Wotz Up.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..Was wir geben ist 100 Prozent.."
Wir sind sehr häufig am Blatt, auch am heutigen Tag,
das sagen viele, doch ich nehm's n paar Leuten nicht ab,
yo ich kann's nie lassen und lande bei mir am Schreibtisch,
bewaffnet mit ner Tasse Kaffee, Papier und Bleistift.
Ich brauch ne knackige Snayer und n smoothen Loop,
hab' mein Talent verschenkt, denn ich hab' den Groove im Blut,
ich mag's halt gelassen, trotzdem hoch die Tassen,
Das Suave's .... will euch neues Niveau verpassen.
Viele rappen schlecht, doch merken es in der Regel kaum,
gut meine Schwäche, nerviges Fingernägelkauen,
doch hier geht's um Musik, also um wesentliches Zeug,
Bühnenpräsenz, Respekt und man wird eben nicht enttäuscht,
ich weiss, dass ich chilliger bin, dass ist mir bekannt,
damit will ich erzwingen, dass ihr euch bei den raps entspannt,
wir blicken ein paar Jahre zurück, ihr werdet sehen,
ich bin schon seit langem tight am Mic, was geht?
"..Hey Yo.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Ladies.."
"..Wotz Up.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..Was wir geben ist 100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Hey Yo.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Ladies.."
"..Wotz Up.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..Was wir geben ist 100 Prozent.."
Habt ihr grade, immer noch Suave am Mic,
mein Style ist weder dreckig noch hart wie Hafenarbeit,
Leute glaubt mir, nur ein Spruch am Rande genügt,
beim battlen mit dem ein oder anderen Typ.
Ich bleib nie auf einem Level, wie Dinner For One,
komm immer voran, Ende offen wie im Krimiroman.
ich bin einer von denen, die sich den Schädel zerbrechen,
über alles und jeden, ich kenn von jedem die Schwächen.
ich roll über den Beat, wie der Starlight Express,
ich steh unter Stress und bin nie während der Arbeit relaxed.
texten gehört zu meinen Rechten und Pflichten,
ich schau nicht zu, wie die schlechten MC's rappen vernichten
ich bleib meiner Sache treu, mit Leib und Seele^,
bin mit Herzen dabei, auch wenn ich Ziele weit verfehle,
seid ihr bereit, jetzt oder gleich, für den letzten Streich,
Suave ist draussen, ich glaube für die besten reicht's
"..Hey Yo.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Ladies.."
"..Wotz Up.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..Was wir geben ist 100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Hey Yo.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..100 Prozent.."
"..Hot Shit.."
"..Ladies.."
"..Wotz Up.."
"..Wir tun das hier aus Liebe.."
"..Was wir geben ist 100 Prozent.."
Another chance to drink away your problems, and with it your sincerity.
I've seen this far too many times.
Another holiday, another chance to hide.
Well now I've fucking had it with you.
I've tried to care, what should I do?
But you're convinced that I should participate,
I'm sorry, I just can't relate to someone who continues to be fake. And your words?
They've proven to mean nothing.
This is what you call a celebration?
With no comprehension or respect for anything?
Every day's a holiday to me, a celebration of life.
And these few days I'll cherish, and do my best to keep it alive. So as you lie in your bed, contemplation rears its head, will you know that you gave one hundred...
We are a solid army a fleet of 6 billion strong There are a few hands among us who don't want to go away But there always hungry feeding bacteria All of our molars grinding the white on thing hearing us And all I can think about is away to get back to them Find out how it became and maybe prevent that from ever happening And I know this isn't impossible but I'm only using 10 percent At least according to them Well then according to me 10 is pretty intense
Lamps of kerosene
Up in the north country
Air is cool, and the lakes are seething
The sun sets, I can not describe this feeling
I followed you down
I followed you down
Through the black waters
Of Parry Sound
I Thought you drowned
Big ol' house bending pines
Feeling I get is this your line
Stars and Sattelites
Staying up for the chance of northern lights
I followed you down
I followed you down
Through the black waters
Of Parry Sound
I thought you drowned
You got caught in my flashlight beam
Looking back, but you can't see me
I still believe the story you told me
Smoke from the fire gets in my eye
The north wind toss me
I followed you down
I followed you down
Through the black waters
Of Parry Sound
I thought you drowned
I followed you down