Vapors

Radio, TV, and even the press

Know the meanin' of V-A-P-O-R-S

The meanin' of this word, without no doubt

This means nobody wants to be there when you're down and out

Once you're established and got a lot of money

Everybody wanna be your buddy and honey

Like tall buildings, they call skyscrapers

Can you feel it? Nothing can save ya

For this is the season of catching the vapors

And since I got time, what I'm gonna do

Is tell you how this spreaded throughout my crew

Well, you all know TJ Swan, who sang on my records

"Make the Music", "Nobody Beats the Biz", well, check it

Back in the days before this began

He used to try to talk to this girl named Fran

The type of female with fly Gucci wear

With big truck jewellery and extensions in her hair

When Swan tried to kick it, she always fessed

Talking about "Babe, please, you work for UPS"

Since he wasn't no type of big drug dealer

My man TJ Swan didn't appeal to her

But now he trucks gold and wears Fly Bally boots

Rough leather fashion and tough silk suits

Now she stopped fronting and wants to speak and

Be coming to all the shows every single weekend

To get his beeper number, she'd be begging, please

Dying for the day to get squeezed

She caught the vapors

She caught the vapors

She caught the vapors

She caught the vapors

I got another partner that's calm and plain

He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane

A mellow type of fellow that's laid back

Back in the day, he was nothing like that

I remember when he used to fight every day

What grown-ups would tell him he would never obey

He wore his pants hanging down and his sneakers untied

And a rasta-type Kangol tilted to the side

Around his neighborhood, people treated him bad

And said he was the worst thing his mom ever had

They said that he will grow up to be nothing but a hoodlum

Or either in jail, or someone would shoot him

But now he's grown up, to their surprise

Big Daddy got a hit record selling worldwide

Now, the same people that didn't like him as a child

Be saying Can I borrow a dollar, Ooh, you're a star now

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

Now, I got a cousin by the name of Vaughan Lee

Better known to you all as Cutmaster Cool V

He cuts, scratch, transform with finesse

And all that mess

Well, I remember when he first started to rock

And tried to get this job in a record shop

He was in it to win it, but the boss fronted

Said, "Sorry, Mr Lee, but there's no help wanted"

Now my cuz Vaughan still tried on and on and on

'Til the like break of dawn

To put this J-O-B in effect

But they'd look right past him and be like, "Next"

Now for the year of '88

Cool V is making dollars, so my cousin's like straight

He walks into the same record shop as before

And the boss be like, "Vaughan, welcome to my store"

Offering him a job, but no, he doesn't want it

Damn, it feels good to see people up on it

Because I remember when at first they wasn't

Now, guess what they caught from my cousin

The vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

The last subject of the story is about Biz Mark

I had to work for mine to put your body in park

When I was a teenager, I wanted to be down

With a lot of MC-DJ'ing crews in town

So, in school on Nobel Street, I say, "Can I be down, champ?"

They said no and treated me like a wet food stamp

After getting rejected, I was very depressed

Sat and wrote some def doo-doo rhymes at my rest

When I used to come to parties, they'd make me pay

I would have to beg to get on the mic and rap that day

I was never into girls; I was just into my music

They acted like I wanted to keep it instead of trying to use it

But now things switched, without belief

"Yo, Biz, do you remember me from Noble Street, chief?

We used to be down back in the days"

It happens all the time and never ceases to amaze

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors

They caught the vapors