Vapor Season BLOODbath64 (Ft. Madison Acid)

[Sample from "The Vapors" by Biz Markie]
Like tall buildings they call skyscrapers
Can you feel it, nothing can save ya
For this is the season for catching the vapors

[Verse 1]
Spittin' on ya from the top of the Ponzi
Spilling your guts just like a fuckin’ cup of coffee
That was held by a jittery hand
Life's a beach leave the shoreline littered with cans and
I told ya I don't give a frick or a damn
If these doggies wanna play I got the stick in my hand and say fetch
I came in this bitch to catch wreck
And pack TECs
And cash checks
And have sex
And crash jets
And smash cassette decks
And when I start to blast I ask which head’s next
On no bed rest only lots of fluids
I shot the sheriff but I didn't mean to do it
But I did it like that and what's done is done
That's what you get for sparkin' blunts with a gun
Fuck and run
Liz Phair
Kicks and snare
Hats and cymbals
And Jack was nimble
But Jack was dim and he wasn't too quick
I reached into his pants and I snapped his dick
It's M-80 the raging id
The type to shoot up all the parents and then raise the kids
As my own
Act alone when I crack your dome
Pack the cone and light it up like Christmas
Life's an art and art’s a business
I leave the crime scene but I never leave a witness