Tarsha Vega: Coney island high

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 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