Biggie - Quite a story

[blanka09]

It's when she read the topic and said "Men" ... that's what pissed me off... but I guess the air should be clear now; I think :biggrin:

[SBYRD5]

[quoteost_uid0="blanka09"]You know, that's actually very close to the truth right there... Lol[/quote]
It is the truth..

Biggie smalls grew up in a chirstian private school he was cross eyed and always made fun of because of it..ither that or his size...


He started dealing in his hood and soon realized........he had some talent in the streets...

He then realized being fearless and to never fold is the way to live.

To believe he was brought up to be one thing...and yet his community influenced him to be B.I.G.

If he was born in the country..we wouldn't have his albums today.


He never stopped dealing....EVER.

He kept dealing even when he made nice cake as a rappier.

He stopped briefily.....

After he got lil kim pregnant and P.diddy at the time known as puffy combs requested him to stop.

Biggie didn't want lilkim to have his child and she didn't feel it was the right time in her career....so birth control she went.....in many interviews she says she regrets that now...

As she views Faith Evans with biggie Jr....and his promise for greatness...

"Party like BIG papa was still here"-LILKIM

PS=sexychic..is having it rough man...=/....I suppose the focus of your topic being semi-sex depressed her?....after her recent ordeal..I suppose.......



Edited By SBYRD5 on 1116621894

[blanka09]

Read my pm again. Besides, the real theme is in Biggie's talents... and not sex; or... semi-sex.

[trunks_1242]

wow someone actually says something about him... :sarcasm:

[gieandfer]

ok can someone summarize these whole 6 pages for me? cause i dont wanna read it an i missed a day of this. so in case i put something already puttin, i dont wanna feel stupid...

[SBYRD5]

[quoteost_uid0="blanka09"]Read my pm again. Besides, the real theme is in Biggie's talents... and not sex; or... semi-sex.[/quote]
Yo tupacwestsider..this tupac is about how leet Biggie was.


How he had the flow....

And a song Blanka09 heard as he went and came from Mcdonalds..

'which explained he did more than make sandwitches in bed with that chick..lol....

LOL blanka09 thought he was making sandwitches(joking)

[J-Kw]

Mcdonalds.............. lol.....

Ok I have another Song From the ''Ready to Die'' Album

This song is called ''Juicy''

(flip all you hoes) Get a grip motherfliper.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the
buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on
me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters,
and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh

Verse One:

It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good

Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, homie, uh

Chorus:

You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

Verse Two:

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

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, homie

Verse Three:

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

(It's all good)

...and if you don't know, now you know, homie, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, homie
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, homie, uh

Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh
Uh, yeah, a-ight



Edited By J-Kw

[gieandfer]

[quoteost_uid0="J-Kw

[-Cypher-]

Ya know you guys, you guys are talking toooo much about this i dont even feel like reading it. But if its about Biggie the rapper, 2Pacs better. Accually F. 2Pac Bizzy Bone is better. Even though Bizzy Bones losing it now he gon crazy but still hes my fav ! Heres the bizzy bone interview on the radio were hes going crazy i have no idea what the hell hes talking about but its freaking funny as hell. Interview

PRAISE GAAAWWWWWWWWWDDDDD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[J-Kw]

This is another Track of the ''Ready to Die'' album

This Song is called ''Unbelieveable''
I dont really like the song... But the Tracks hot



Verse One:

Live from Bedford-Stuyverson, the livest one
Representin BK to the fullest
Gats I pull it, bastards duckin when Big be buckin
Chickenheads be cluckin in my bathroom flipin
It ain't nuttin, they knowbig be handlin
with the mac in the Ac' door paneling
Bandaging MC's, oxygen they can't breathe
Mad tricks up the sleeve, red boxers so my #### can breathe
Breeze through in the Q-45 by my side, lyrical high
And those that rushes my cluthes get put on crutches
Get smoked like dutches from the master
Hate to blast ya, but I have ta, you see I smoke a lot
Your life is played out like Kwame, and them flipin polka dots
Who rock the spot? Biggie!
You know how the weed yo, unbelievable

Verse Two:

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
Bulelts heat-seekin, casualties need treatin
Dumb rappers need teachin
Lesson A - don't flip 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, three hundred and fifty-seven ways
To summer 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

Verse Three:

Buck shots out the sun roof of Lexus Coupe's
Leave no witnesses, what you think this is
Ain't no amateurs here, I damage and tear
MC's fear me, they too near not to hear me
Clearly, I'm the triple beam dream
One thousand grams of uncut to the gut
It seems fliped up, the way I touched up the grill
Tryin to play gorilla, when you ain't no killer
The gat's by your liver, your upper lip quiver
Get ready to die, tell God I said hi
And throw down some ice, for the nicest MC
Niggaz know the steelo, unbelievable