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Most of you probably know yesterday was the 10th aniversity of Biggie's death, and since off topic was closed, I say better late than never:
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Probably the illest to ever do this rap stuff.

Post your favorite Biggie verses, songs, moments or whatever in here.

I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Guiliani
ain't tryin to see no black man turn to John Gotti
My daughter use a potty so she's older now
Educated street knowledge I'ma mold 'er now
Trick a little dough buyin young girls fringes
Dealin with the dope fiend binges, seein syringes
in the veins; hard to explain, how I maintain
The crack smoke make my brain feel so strange
Breakin days on the set, no sweat
Drunk off Moet, can't bag yet because it's still wet
But when that dry, baggin five at a time
I can clock about nine on the check cashin line
I had the first and the third; rehearse that's my word
Thick in the game, D's knew my first name
Should I quit? **** no! Even though they had me scared
Yo they got a eight, I gotta teck with air holes..
..and that's just how the **** go in the struggle ************


My dad has been reciting Biggie's lines since he dropped in 94', and I always remembered him going, "N-O-T-O-R-I-O, U-S you just, lay down, SLOW."
 
I remember tapin over my pops and sisters tapes when I was growin up with "The What", "Juicy", "Unbelievable", "Big Poppa", "One More Chance", "Playa's Anthem" and "Who Shot Ya".....I used to "let my tape rock til my tape popped"......I had to go and buy R2D yesterday, cause one of my homies borrowed it and I haven't seen it since......

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G.
Get it? Biggie
Also known as the bon appetit
Rappers can't sleep need sleepin Big keep creepin
Bullets heat-seekin, casualties need treatin
Dumb rappers need teachin
Lesson A - don't **** with B-I, that's that, oh I, thought he was wack
Oh come come now, why y'all so dumb now
Hunt me or be hunted, I got three hundred and fifty-seven ways
To simmer sautee, I'm the winner all day
Lights get dimmer down Biggie's hallway
My forte causes caucausians to say
He sounds demented, car-weed scented
If I said it, I meant it
Bite my tongue for no-one
Call me evil, or unbelievable

</div>

^^^the bolded words are words every man should live by......
 
R.I.P., Biggie.
<div class="quote_poster">Quoting Every Day Struggle:</div><div class="quote_post">
know how it feels to wake up ****** up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like you's the user
Selling drugs to all the losers mad Buddha abuser
But they don't know about the stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray
So you can reminisce and wish
You wasn't living so devilish s-****</div>
 
Kick In The Door is by far my favourite song from him.

Sky is The Limit is great as well. Very talented man he was.

RIP Biggie.
 
R.I.P Biggie, the good die young.
 
R.I.P. Biggie. The guy was just simply a genius when it came to rapping. Loved his music, it's a shame he had to die most likely because of a beef with 2pac.

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good
 
After listening to him a lot more lately this man has a way with words that no other MC will ever be able to duplicate, I really think B.I.G. was put on earth to rhyme. It's kind of an unexplainable quality to his music yet it's obvious when you listen to him.
 
I love Biggie's songs. Rest in peace, he sure was one of the best MC's throughout the history. I love "Ready to Die" song and "Gimme the Loot".

Notorious B.I.G. - Ready to Die

As I grab the glock, put it to your headpiece

One in the chamber, the safety is off release

Straight at your dome homes, I wanna see cabbage

Biggie Smalls the savage, doin your brain cells much damage

Teflon is the material for the imperial

mic ripper girl stripper the Henny sipper

I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch

Quick to grab the right bitch and make her drive

the Q-45, glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck ****

Respect is collected, so check it

I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks

Sleep on my stomach so I don't **** up my sheets, huh

My **** is deep, deeper than my grave G

I'm ready to die and nobody can save me

**** the world, **** my moms and my girl

My life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die



As I sit back and look when I used to be a crook

Doin whatever it took from snatchin chains to pocketbooks

A big BAD ************ on the wrong road

I got some drugs tried to get the avenue sold

I want it all from the Rolexes

to the Lexus gettin paid, is all I expected

My mother didn't give me what I want, what the ****?

Now I got a glock, makin motherfuckers duck

**** is real, and hungry's how I feel

I rob and steal because that money got that whip appeal

Kickin niggaz down the steps just for rep

Any repercussion lead to niggaz gettin wet

The infrared's at your head real steady

You better grab your guns cause I'm ready, ready



I'm ready to die!

(Nah we ain't gon' kill your ass yet)

(We gonna make you suffer)



In a sec I throw the tec to your fuckin neck

Everybody hit the deck, Biggie bout to get some wreck

Quick to leave you in a coffin, for slick talkin

You better act like CeCe, and keep on walkin

When I hit ya, I split ya to the white meat

You swung on like you slumber right you fell to the conrete

Your face, my feet, they meet, we're stompin

I'm rippin MC's from Tallahassee, to Compton

Biggie Smalls on a higher plane

Niggaz say I'm strange deranged because I put the 12 gauge to
your brain

Make your **** splatter

Mix the blood like batter then my pocket gets fatter

after the hit, leave you on the street with your neck split

down your backbone to where your motherfuckin cheek drip

The **** I kick, rip it through the vest

Biggie Smalls passin any test, I'm ready to die!
 
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks

Sleep on my stomach so I don't **** up my sheets, huh

My **** is deep, deeper than my grave G

I'm ready to die and nobody can save me

**** the world, **** my moms and my girl

My life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die
</div>

I love that part.....
 
My MOmma got cancer in da breast!
Don't ask me why I'm motherf&&kin stressed!
 
<font size="2">Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a ***** bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matos, used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin ****
Oops Cristal keep spillin ****, you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like "Jurassic Park" did
Quick to spark kids who start ****
See me, only me
The Underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White</font>
 
^^^probably Biggies most lyrical verse...."used to call me fatso, now they call me castro...."......that line is insane...

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">My MOmma got cancer in da breast!
Don't ask me why I'm motherf&&kin stressed!</div>

I love this line because it makes the listener empathetic to the perspective that he's coming from....
 
Real question here, how is that line insane? I think it's pretty lame compared to:
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a ***** bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson


Btw, I seriously want to know. I'm not knocking the song or B.I.G, easily one of my favorite rap songs.
 
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Real question here, how is that line insane?</div>

the way he rhymes auto-mato with fatso and castro is dope imo.....I like the line, because it's kind of like "look at me now"...like you went from laughing at this dude, to respecting him like Fidel Castro....is that a good enough reason???, lol...
 
Yeah. I was just wondering, because every time I listen to the song, I always think of that line as pretty simple...great song, I've been listening to it all day.
 
<div class="quote_poster">THE DREAM Wrote</div><div class="quote_post">^^^probably Biggies most lyrical verse...."used to call me fatso, now they call me castro...."......that line is insane...



I love this line because it makes the listener empathetic to the perspective that he's coming from....</div>

Nah I gotta go with this

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">You can be the Sh!t, Flash the phattest 5
Have the biggest D!ck,
But when yo shell get hit
You aint worth spit
Just a memorEE
Remember HEE used to to push that Champaign Range

Silly cat wore Sweud in the rain
Swore he put the G in Game
Had the Gucci frames Before Dana Dane
thought he ran with cane, I cant recall his name
You mean that kid that nearly lost half his brain over 2 bricks of cocaine
Gettin his D!ck sucked by crack head loraine
a FFuckin shame Dudes a Lame whats his name?
Dark skinned Jermaine
see what I mane
</div>

And this one is one of my favorites too

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Follow these rules you'll have Maad Bread to breakup
If not 24 years on the wakeup
Slugg hit yo temple watch yo frame shakeup
Caretaker did ya Makeup
When you passed yo Girl FFucked my man Jacob
Heard in 3 week she sniffed a whole half a Cakeup
Heard she could suck a good D!ck and could hook a steakup
Gotta go gotta go more pies to break up word up.</div>

I like this flow because he just free stlyed after the end of 10 crack commandments.

My favorite commandment is #3

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Number3
Never trust nobodee
Yo momza set that ass up, Proprely gassed up
Hoodied and maked up,
Sh!t, for that fast buck
She be layin in the bushes to light that ass up.</div>

LOL! Too funny but true!

I gotta go I could go on forever.
 
<div class="quote_poster">THE DREAM Wrote</div><div class="quote_post">the way he rhymes auto-mato with fatso and castro is dope imo.....I like the line, because it's kind of like "look at me now"...like you went from laughing at this dude, to respecting him like Fidel Castro....is that a good enough reason???, lol...</div>

Great verse and that .....<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Never hesitant, leave a ***** bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone - Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns, ridiculous
</div> killed 99% of the rappers today.
 
Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts, makin' cream
On the drug scene, **** a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I mean
I wanna blow up, stack my dough up
So school I didn't show up, it ****** my flow up
Mom said that I should grow up and check myself
before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldn't see it
Scarface, King of New York, I wanna be it

Rap was secondary, money was necessary
Until I got incarcerated--kinda scary
C74-Mark 8 set me straight
Not able to move behind the great steel gate
Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
All the money I stacked was all the money for bail
 
If I wasn't in the rap gameeeeee
I'd probably have a key knee deep in the crack gameeeeee
Because the streets is a short stop
Either you're slingin crack rock or you got a wicked jumpshot
 
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Biggie Smalls is the wickedest
N****s say I'm p***y, I dare you to stick your d**k in this
If I was p***y I'd be filled with syphilis
Herpes, gonorrhea, climittia, getting rid'a ya

Got it locked like the penatentury
N****s mention me for MC execution
Who you choosin, the wack MC
Or the fat black MC
Jack Dempsey will start shaking
All it's taking, is some marijuana and I'm making
MCs break fast, like flap-jacks and bacon
Back spins, the windmills, who's still the gin-drinker
Ill-thinker, exploding when the paper hits the ink-ugh
Take the Gangster Chronicles, turn to page 6-6-6
Holocost, B.I.G. the merciless

N****s press they luck-and
They get a butt-f***in
Straight up the a**
Raw dog with the rash
And I don't f**k with the condoms
The condoms is a problem from the AIDS getting sprayed
Diseases, B.I.G. pleases
MCs across the seas is just the way, I crush my pray, hey
I'm crazy and deranged
Blowing n***as out the frame, simple and plain
But getting back, to the black rhinoceros of rap
B.I.G. took a loss, how preposterous is that
, n***a

</div>

and

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I creep deep with killers without million dollar figures
Blessing ni**az in Ac Legends and vigors
Cream lizards, cream coogi's, I do my duty
As long as they fly as me, get high as me
Success in my circle, try to break it, I hurt you
Ain't no gettin out that, I doubt that
We want thee exotic, erotic ladies
Not them toxic ladies that burn a lot
I learned a lot, from junkies to ruffians
From bein tied up by Columbians, cause 80 grams was missin
Listen, had to change my position
From wantin to be large to head ni**a in charge
My garage, call it celo -- fours, fives, and sixes
Honies by the mixes, if it ain't broke, don't fix it
Smoked out with Leo, Biggie Tarantino
Size like a sumo, Frank White numero uno
</div>
 

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