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Lyrics for Flowin Prose by Boys Beastie:
| | | Artist: | Boys Beastie |
| | Album: | Hello Nasty | | Track: | Flowin Prose | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 87 | | | | Lyrics: | 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 scheme
What 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 King
His 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
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