I do declare..I got the vapors. Oh my....
Can you feel it
Nothin can save ya
For this is the season of catchin the vapors
And since I got time, what I'm gonna do
Is tell ya how to spread it throughout my crew
Wel you all know tj swan who sang on my records
Made the music, nobody beats the biz
Well, check it
Back in the days before this began
He usually tried to talk to this girl name fran
The type of female with fly gucci wear
With big trunk jewelry and extensions in her hair
When swan tried to kick it, she always fessed
Talkin about nigger, please, you work for ups
Since he wasnt no type of big drug dealer
My man tj swan didnt appeal to her
But now he trucks gold and wears fly valley boots
Rough leather fashions and tough silk suits
Now she stop frontin an wants to speak
And be comin to all the shows
Every single weekend
To get his beeper number, shed be beggin please
Dyin for the day to get skeezed
She caught the vapors (4x)
I got another partner thats calm and plain
He goes by the name of the big daddy kane
A mellow type of fellow thats laid back
Back in the days, he was nothin 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 hangin down and his sneakers untied
And a rasta-type kango tilted to the side
Around his neighborhood, people treated him bad
And said he was the worst thing his moms ever had
They said that he will grow up to be nothin but a hoodlum
Or either injail or someone would shoot him
But now hes grown up, to their surprise
Big daddy got a hit record sellin worldwide
Now the same people that didnt like him as a child be sayin
Can I borrow a dollar, ooh, youre a star now
They caught the vapors (4x)
Now I got a cousin by the name of von lee
Better known to yall as cutmaster cool v
He cuts scratch, transform with finesse
...(cuts and scratches)...and all that mess
Well I remember when he first started to rock
And tried to get his job in a record shop
He was in it to win it but the boss fronted
Said, sorry mr. lee, but theres no help wanted
Now my cousin von still tried on and on and on
til the like break of dawn
To put this j-o-b in effect
But theyd look right past him and be like next
Now for the year of 88
Cool v is makin dollars so my cousins like straight
He walks into the same record shop as before
And the bossll be like, von, welcome to my store
Offerin him a job but naw, he dont want it
Damn it feels goo to see people up on it
cause I remember when at first they wasnt
Now guess what they caught from my cousin
The vapors
They caught the vapors (4x)
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 m.c.-deejayin 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 gettin rejected, I was very depressed
Sat and wrote some def doo-doo rhymes at my rest
When I used to come to parties theyd make me pay
Id have to beg to get on the mike 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 tryin to use it
But now things switched without belief
Yo, biz, do you remember me from nober 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 (4x)
