Vapors Lyrics - Goin' Off - Biz Markie

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 jewelry and extensions in her hair 

When Swan tried to kick it, she always fessed 

Talking about "Nigga 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 wear fly Bally boots 

Rough leather fashion and tough silk suits 

Now she stop 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 skeezed 

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 days 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 moms 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 y'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 naw, he don't want it 

Damn it feels good to see people up on it 

'Cause 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 

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 cease to amaze 

They caught the vapors 

They caught the vapors 

They caught the vapors