Flatbush boy cruisin' Sheepshead Bay. His boardwalk mama just a sniff away. Underground DMT ridin' thunder train. The Cone Island White Fish Boy is on the run again. Oh runnin' with the pack. Oh never lookin' back. Oh know just where he's been. That Coney Island White Fish Boy's. Been there and back again. Sixteen years with his boardwalk queen. And at steeplechase she used to wet his dreams. She combs her hair that flamin' jewel. Streaked with clorox bleach. Coney gettin' down and dirty. Snortin' up the beach. She'd be screamin' (Coney). She'd be screamin' (Coney). Go get 'em Coney. (Coney) Bone To Bone screamin'. (Coney) She be screamin' (Coney). Get down. Get back in town. Get back get down. Get back in town. Get back get down. Coney!. She'd be screamin' (Coney).