Artist: W.C. and the Maad Circle Album: Ain't a Damn Thing Changed Song: Caught in a Fad Typed by: dy_face@yahoo.com [Verse One: W.C.] Yo, and you don't stop, and then I say check one two Now here's a little something put together by the W This ain't nearly half, but it's funky as it get you You said you wanna dance, but I don't think that you can handle it Now, maybe if I made this lyric simple and plain They play me on the Radio and put me on Soul Train Uhh.. I'll get a seat next to Donnie Simpson on BET And then I'm most, be respected as an Emcee (Caught in a Fad!) hell no, I see these other brothers Wearing flower chucks and flat tops on their album covers (So?) One day they wear black pants, the next they're wearing Khakis and Baggies Buster I say you're looking taggies Now everybody wanna be a gangster Pretending to be a killer but you're nothing but a prankster Take a close look and you're nothing but a faker Sold a couple of records, now you're claiming a Money Maker Dress like a G, but you're nothing but a buster That's why we're in the Circle cause the madness is getting stretcher Yo, the situation is getting sticky, your crew is looking bad Another Studio Gangster ~ has caught in a Fad [Break:] [Verse Two: W.C.] Now all of a sudden, everybody is on the knowledge tip So here's another rhyme to keep in your mind - aiyyo trip I once had a homie by the name of Shaka Bulu What he said uhh.. well, I forgot but anyway Selling his sis' y'all, faking Jamaican He was running the Pork game, was smelling like bacon Huh, he kept telling me and my homies about his revolution But man I was sort of confused, see.. Before he grab the hold of his good book to preach You can find him at the Strip bar looking for freaks Yo, one day he toasted up Forties and next He was all trying to play Mr. Malcolm X He tried to tell me that he was a vegetarian Now tell me who waste 380 over fruits and berries? I knew he ate meet and so game was lie Cause I've seen him with a Burger at Times on the Eastside Popping that Too Black, Too Strong But he was the first to get the Dice Game going on (Going On) He kept saying respect your Queen Yo, but his girlie wasn't black, if you know what I mean Picture this: Blind hair with the light blue eyes Skin paler than a frozen pack of Springs filled French Fries And he was known for tripping and contradicting And running off his lip, instead of up lifting Went to see Ferrikhan once in his life Now he carries a sword and wears Dashikis at night But in the day Tomie is back to his same old ways black Standing on the corner hustle, and slanging that crack Proud to be black in February, he pumping his fist Come around March, now he goes to the whites Playing with religion, that was started at an early age That when you're perpetrating man, you're digging your own grave Yo, so I've sent this to sneak in the grass tripping That's caught in a Fad, now peep.. Now everybody wanna be a Muslim But faking and shaking and perpetrating and you get no action Hustling about drugs, getting busted at the Dope Spot Claiming that you're catching but you're sucking on the Pork Shop Tripping activator on your African medallion Hanging it with the Joneses, won the latest faction Yo, so if you know somebody like this Who gotta have it, a flying ?? bad You shot him off cause he caught in a Fad [Break]