“High Tide”
(A. Pascoe, S. Kelly)

Verse 1

When Arcka proceed with the rap beat
I exercise my right like seasoned athletes
To come correct
Magnify the reach of spoken rap speech
My flow a threat
Like the water on a boat that sprang leaks
So hold your breath
Be sure to pace ya’self, the s**t get mad deep
It’s Crazy!
Once music stole my heart she made it hard for us
‘Cuz she say she love me
But it’s hard to stay monogamous
Hangin’ out with dummies late at night
They all be tryna f**k
Women I’m so true to you
Tryna see you prosperous
It’s obvious!
That rappers nowadays they lack the competence
To keep it fresh
And still address the issues they condiments
My confidence!
Comes from kickin’ written like a novelist
Always provocative when I be processing my documents
Dawg your eyes are shut!
Expand your vision like binoculars
My records prosperous
And undisputed like stenographers
When engaging the populous
I maintain the way a prophet does
Hold on tight
And wait for yall to wise(n) up

Chorus

I see you watchin’
Lookin’ teary eyed
Rap is washed up
They said the s**t died
But when we hit the stage
The music come alive
You can feel the rush
They call it High Tide!
(Repeat)

Verse 2

Creep with me
Beneath the leagues
Depths, deepest seas
Past the crevices where cowards be scared to breath
This H.I.P.H.O.P.
How I Play
High Octane Poetry
You might capsize thinkin’ they can flow with me
Old school tactics on a rhythm like a rotary
Twisted tone patterns touchin’ numerals you hope to see
The vivid potency
Got ‘em squinting –Can’t believe
How we cook it in the stu
You can sniff the popery
Mr. Phillysophical
Got the youngsters quotin’ me
Onto bigger locales- link with homies overseas
S**t is on now
Monumental schemes
Architecture (Arckatecture)
Jersey’s finest got me layin’ down hard lectures
To bless ya
For many moons yall been waitin’
Groundbreakin’
INDI and the Foundashawn
High level styles yall can never down play it
Your best bet is to recline and replay it

Chorus

Verse 3

I’m goin’ in
Harpoon submarine status
Guillotine chop, quick to quarantine rappers
Wallowing in wackness
Never been the bull
Only spit that real shit
The genuine manure
Yes I said before
The flow plenty raw
Sewage type fluid it be sweating out my pores
When I release bullshit cease
I rock steady
No B-Boy, s**t is poppin’ like levees
I’m current
Dawg you know the mind state’s heavy
I’m current
Dawg you know the mind state’s heavy



Chorus