I raise the roof like Luke and smack u wit my tactics

Impact u like the tooth u call the wisdom

Shirley Chisolm from the boogie down to b.k. in my pumas and kappas

Tarsha Vega's a dapper rapper I expand with Frank Zappa

Beta kappa on the mic like MC Lyte drink cappuccino

We flow at casinos from Las Vegas to Reno

Cause life's a slot machine of dreams and

I'm a verbal fiend been rockin'

Scores of metaphors since I was only a teen



I think I'm winning but I'm losing again

I find religion in a pad and a pen

I plant a flower in the desert

Then I'm back to Coney Island in the middle of the summer



I'm so high Coney Island high

Walkin' on the boardwalk w my baby tonite

I'm so high Coney Island high

Beats and cotton candy in the summertime



Tarsha Vega like Suzanne who sang the Luca

Divine like Pink Flamingos

Got'cha searchin' for my lingo

Ridin' on the wheel they call the Ferris like the Buhler

Circle is the motion like the hoop they call the Hula

In the cycle of a lifeless tomb a crackhead's womb

Build a bridge across the River Phoenix

Impend the doom while I'll eclipse ya like the lunar

Use your wisdom it's ya essence

Got the lessons like a professor at the college flipping knowledge



I dig the silence as u holdin' my hold

I dig the rhythm of the waves on the sand

I see the hard knocks on the boardwalks pushin' rocks

And that's why families don't come to Coney Island

I flip the script like David Kelly on the tele

Then take ya round the corner score some ginseng at the deli

Melle Mel was like the message but it's all been convoluted

Love the pictures of the boardwalk when the shit was not polluted



I'm so high C