| Song | Flowin' Prose |
| Artist | Beastie Boys |
| Album | Hello Nasty |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Beastie Boys | |
| I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros | |
| I'm scheming rhyme against reason like it was flow against know | |
| But beyond the concepts and emotions that rise | |
| To the interconnectedness that underlies | |
| The lies upon lies have lost their meaning | |
| The plies upon plies of consciousness that is being | |
| Over and over | |
| I fall I learned to walk from a crawl | |
| It's not sad it's just the way and the purpose of it all | |
| Now every word that you heard that | |
| I said that you felt | |
| Was put in place in the space as they were shuffled and dealt | |
| I steal feels from reels but | |
| I pay my respects | |
| Paying compliments and disses and deciphering affects | |
| Words are water as | |
| I court her, as she is pristine | |
| Words and mics fall to dust and all that's left is the feelings | |
| I give in and | |
| I win I try to never complain | |
| Intentions venture to center and then they set the stage | |
| But I'll remain sane making gain without pain | |
| Staining trains with names and driving lanes to the refrain | |
| And keep it positive as painstaking as it is | |
| I'll never turn back cause that's the way | |
| I've got to live | |
| So like a cloud carries rain | |
| I'm gonna carry my rhyme | |
| Coming like thunder with lightening timing | |
| No hesitation in gestation of thoughts and plans | |
| Ferment time like wine no ploys or scams | |
| Like the islands dot the oceans in the endless seas | |
| Ideas coming to me in answer to my pleas | |
| Woke up this morning right out of a dream | |
| Reached for my pen and pad because my mind was on a rhyme | |
| SchemeWhat can | |
| I do with these bones and flesh? | |
| With these animated thoughts in a world repressed? | |
| I'm going down like the rhythms on the winds of change | |
| I'm keeping calm under pressure like a deep-sea range | |
| I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros | |
| I'm like Toucan | |
| Sam when I follow my nose | |
| I'm giving shouts to | |
| Gandhi, Gravy and | |
| KingHis Holiness and all enlightened beings | |
| I'll be the one who screams it on the microphone | |
| I'll be the one who brings it inside your home | |
| But the words ain't mine | |
| I just pass em along | |
| For Betty | |
| Williams and her friends | |
| I sing this song | |
| And more ink from my pen and more tears from my eyes | |
| And more crimes are committed as | |
| I say these lines |
| zuo ci : Beastie Boys | |
| I' m flowing prose to cons and cons to pros | |
| I' m scheming rhyme against reason like it was flow against know | |
| But beyond the concepts and emotions that rise | |
| To the interconnectedness that underlies | |
| The lies upon lies have lost their meaning | |
| The plies upon plies of consciousness that is being | |
| Over and over | |
| I fall I learned to walk from a crawl | |
| It' s not sad it' s just the way and the purpose of it all | |
| Now every word that you heard that | |
| I said that you felt | |
| Was put in place in the space as they were shuffled and dealt | |
| I steal feels from reels but | |
| I pay my respects | |
| Paying compliments and disses and deciphering affects | |
| Words are water as | |
| I court her, as she is pristine | |
| Words and mics fall to dust and all that' s left is the feelings | |
| I give in and | |
| I win I try to never complain | |
| Intentions venture to center and then they set the stage | |
| But I' ll remain sane making gain without pain | |
| Staining trains with names and driving lanes to the refrain | |
| And keep it positive as painstaking as it is | |
| I' ll never turn back cause that' s the way | |
| I' ve got to live | |
| So like a cloud carries rain | |
| I' m gonna carry my rhyme | |
| Coming like thunder with lightening timing | |
| No hesitation in gestation of thoughts and plans | |
| Ferment time like wine no ploys or scams | |
| Like the islands dot the oceans in the endless seas | |
| Ideas coming to me in answer to my pleas | |
| Woke up this morning right out of a dream | |
| Reached for my pen and pad because my mind was on a rhyme | |
| SchemeWhat can | |
| I do with these bones and flesh? | |
| With these animated thoughts in a world repressed? | |
| I' m going down like the rhythms on the winds of change | |
| I' m keeping calm under pressure like a deepsea range | |
| I' m flowing prose to cons and cons to pros | |
| I' m like Toucan | |
| Sam when I follow my nose | |
| I' m giving shouts to | |
| Gandhi, Gravy and | |
| KingHis Holiness and all enlightened beings | |
| I' ll be the one who screams it on the microphone | |
| I' ll be the one who brings it inside your home | |
| But the words ain' t mine | |
| I just pass em along | |
| For Betty | |
| Williams and her friends | |
| I sing this song | |
| And more ink from my pen and more tears from my eyes | |
| And more crimes are committed as | |
| I say these lines |
| zuò cí : Beastie Boys | |
| I' m flowing prose to cons and cons to pros | |
| I' m scheming rhyme against reason like it was flow against know | |
| But beyond the concepts and emotions that rise | |
| To the interconnectedness that underlies | |
| The lies upon lies have lost their meaning | |
| The plies upon plies of consciousness that is being | |
| Over and over | |
| I fall I learned to walk from a crawl | |
| It' s not sad it' s just the way and the purpose of it all | |
| Now every word that you heard that | |
| I said that you felt | |
| Was put in place in the space as they were shuffled and dealt | |
| I steal feels from reels but | |
| I pay my respects | |
| Paying compliments and disses and deciphering affects | |
| Words are water as | |
| I court her, as she is pristine | |
| Words and mics fall to dust and all that' s left is the feelings | |
| I give in and | |
| I win I try to never complain | |
| Intentions venture to center and then they set the stage | |
| But I' ll remain sane making gain without pain | |
| Staining trains with names and driving lanes to the refrain | |
| And keep it positive as painstaking as it is | |
| I' ll never turn back cause that' s the way | |
| I' ve got to live | |
| So like a cloud carries rain | |
| I' m gonna carry my rhyme | |
| Coming like thunder with lightening timing | |
| No hesitation in gestation of thoughts and plans | |
| Ferment time like wine no ploys or scams | |
| Like the islands dot the oceans in the endless seas | |
| Ideas coming to me in answer to my pleas | |
| Woke up this morning right out of a dream | |
| Reached for my pen and pad because my mind was on a rhyme | |
| SchemeWhat can | |
| I do with these bones and flesh? | |
| With these animated thoughts in a world repressed? | |
| I' m going down like the rhythms on the winds of change | |
| I' m keeping calm under pressure like a deepsea range | |
| I' m flowing prose to cons and cons to pros | |
| I' m like Toucan | |
| Sam when I follow my nose | |
| I' m giving shouts to | |
| Gandhi, Gravy and | |
| KingHis Holiness and all enlightened beings | |
| I' ll be the one who screams it on the microphone | |
| I' ll be the one who brings it inside your home | |
| But the words ain' t mine | |
| I just pass em along | |
| For Betty | |
| Williams and her friends | |
| I sing this song | |
| And more ink from my pen and more tears from my eyes | |
| And more crimes are committed as | |
| I say these lines |