Stream
A stream is a body of water with a current, confined within a bed and stream banks. Depending on its location or certain characteristics, a stream may be referred to as a branch, brook, beck, burn, creek, crick, gill (occasionally ghyll), kill, lick, mill race, rill, river, syke, bayou, rivulet, streamage, wash, run, or runnel.
Streams are important as conduits in the water cycle, instruments in groundwater recharge, and corridors for fish and wildlife migration. The biological habitat in the immediate vicinity of a stream is called a riparian zone. Given the status of the ongoing Holocene extinction, streams play an important corridor role in connecting fragmented habitats and thus in conserving biodiversity. The study of streams and waterways in general is known as surface hydrology and is a core element of environmental geography.
Types
Stream (computing)
In computer science, a stream is a sequence of data elements made available over time. A stream can be thought of as items on a conveyor belt being processed one at a time rather than in large batches
Streams are processed differently from batch data – normal functions cannot operate on streams as a whole, as they have potentially unlimited data, and formally, streams are codata (potentially unlimited), not data (which is finite). Functions that operate on a stream, producing another stream, are known as filters, and can be connected in pipelines, analogously to function composition. Filters may operate on one item of a stream at a time, or may base an item of output on multiple items of input, such as a moving average.
Examples
The term "stream" is used in a number of similar ways:
Stream (album)
Stream is the eighth album by Fischer-Z. The album contains the single "Protection", which explored the dark area of child exploitation. Following the album, John Watts concentrated on his solo career again, making this the last album by Fischer-Z, before its slight revival again in 2002.
Track listing
All songs written by John Watts except were noted.
Personnel
Additional musicians
Additional personnel
Podcasts:
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by Tyga
Storm
by: TygaFeaturing: Tyga, Stefano Moses
The city's current eletricity
No lights so I can hardly see
And all despite, screaming rescue me, rescue me
Who to trust in can u believe
The devil owns this reality
And all despite, screaming rescue me, rescue me STORM
[Verse 1:]
Uh, Hate lies never truth when it's televised
Devils on the screen, fire in their eyes
Put your face to a spell make your soul fly
Pray everyday, some pray for God
Looking at the murder rate never ask why
Colt 45, where the four five
The innocent die young, can't judge life
Never did, so I live fast every night
Wonder why they breathe hate through their windpipes
Mu fuckas wanna take it 'stead of give advise
Niggaz left me, now I'm living right
Tryna cheat death with the trick dice
Gammon leg, camel lie, u on management [?]
If it's about business, I'm a handle it
I see it all like an analyst
Views of the water big bills like a pelican
How many different broads fucking in foreign cars
Was it a asus 10 color benz I ain't got a heart
No lust, hit the cupid with a dark ninja in the park Ma fucka don't walk past dark
What the fuck is Illumanti
Old niggas with money
Bitch get the power like
Stand tall towers like
Gotta fight, can't let them
Take our life
[Chorus:]
The city's current eletricity
No lights so I can hardly see
And all despite, screaming rescue me, rescue me
Who u trust in can u believe
The devil owns this reality
And all despite, screaming rescue me, rescue me STORM
[Verse 2:]
Take a step as the world spin
Rumors come and go faster than a whirlwind
World pro bitches all gettin' sucked in
Booty model shake your ass but you're broke bitch
Man you niggaz ain't brawling in the bull pin
Riding on the black mag, I'm a cool kid
Last 10 lemme get space like a movement
Cream get the money went icey like cool whip
Bullshit who shit nigga art galley flow
Pen and under globe
Use the color tho
Nigga I'm a lone
Levitator pro
Christ when he spoke
Kicking in your door
Hit the floor like Lee Boy with a globe
Tryna win but the finish line far
Race against the odds
Race don't matter when you dead or start Praying to the Gods
Don't let me die so young
[Chorus:]
The city's current eletricity
No lights so I can hardly see
And all despite, screaming rescue me, rescue me
Who to blame
Who will pay
Like grins [?]
On our faces
Like the stars
You will fall [?]
With your back
To the earth
STORM