RIP BIG

[phixion]

We'll always love Big Poppa
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)

*vocals get louder*
We'll always love Big Poppa
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)
We'll always love Big Poppa (Yeah)
We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)

I look in the clouds, hope you past the sun
Hope you right next to God and he calling you Son
Taking you in, Angels breaking you in
This is heaven and no longer do you have to sin
And may God bless your mom and your two children
Your wife, your family and all your friends
Everybody stay strong, the good die young
Where we from it's all wrong, we all confused
Never know what we have til what we have we lose
Think Big, we just lost a very big jewel
Hip-hop itself is at a pit-stop itself
Seeing Big die I wish the shit would stop itself
It hurts, you're probably too good for this earth
Genius at his work
Made dirty cats wanna get a clean shirt
Pop Cristal and rock they ice work (word), go Big *go Big*
Everybody wanted to know Big
Made the rap biz, glitter like showbiz
Ask anybody, who could flow Big
All the cats shined, but you would glow Big
Frank White lyrically, moved niggaz spiritually
Made you wanna get a cup, fill it up with Hennessee
Front in the club and light a dutch where the women be
If you seen the show then I know you felt the energy

We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) *repeat 8X*

Just to let y'all know, everything is all real
But it's sad when a good fella catch a raw deal
And pain is a part of life that we all feel
Today this whole rap game is getting more ill
It make me look back, to where he took rap
Dude brought the East back, y'all better believe that
He never had a warning, One More Chance
was right before him everybody must answer when God's callin
I flew B's wit him, I blew trees wit him
Couldn't wait to go on tour across seas wit him
People seem to get lost and, blow things out of proportion
Life is worth more than the coffin
I need answers, and they better be the truth
Hurts like a bad tooth, we losin mad youth
Lyrically there'll never be no one above you
And no matter how they judge you we always gonna love you

We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) *repeat 4X*

Right now I know you missin it, smokin in peace
After all this bullshit don't cease, huh Big
Right now, you and Pac in harmony, probably huggin
While everybody from Brooklyn to West coast is buggin
All these gang wars, Big, show me a sign
As for your son I'ma raise Shorty like he was mine (no doubt)
It seems that the devil got his stinkin back whooped
And we should pray for Jesus, and ask for forgiveness
I can remember all the studio time, getting twisted
Bottle after bottle, Bacardi Lime, I miss it
We clicked like heels when we first met the
Junior Ma-f-i-a and Big Po-ppa
Nearly broke down four times writin this verse
Filled with wild madness and sadness it hurts
But ain't no need to cry, cause right now, where you at
Is more laced than any place a millionaire lived at
But it's sad that it takes that for us to unite
The only time you see your family is funeral night
Christopher Wallace, Frank White, holdin it down
I guess you with the real king in New York now
For real

We'll always love Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big) *repeat 6X*
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa *repeat 2X*
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa (We'll always love you Big)
We'll always love Big Poppa, Big Poppa, Big Poppa...
(We'll always love you Big)

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"smoking weed, smoking weed doing coke, drinking beers
drinking beers, beers, beersrolling fatties, smoking bluntswho smokes the blunts?we smoke the blunts." -Jay

[squrl]

Wake up dead in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see your own dependency

N.F.L., NICE FUCKIN' LIFE

(ANTHRAX)

[SuperClerk]

DA, DA, DA, DA, DA, DA, DA, DA, You're Dead."

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Thanks to Toddevf for sig pic

[McNabbShouldDie]

this wouldve been a cool song like 5 years ago when Biggy just died.

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Man, Im a funny guy.

[TheGameHHH]

I miss B.I.G.

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Thanks ADF

[RageCage]

I poured all these out for Biggie:
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Kool and the mother fuckin gang.

[PanterA]

Biggie was truly the greatest pioneer in the rap game.

He'll be missed and so will 2 pac, and big L

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[fatty]

I tote guns, i make number runs.
i give mc's the runs drippin.
when i throw the clip in the a.k.
i slay from far away.
everybody hit the d-e-c-k
my slow flow's remarkable,
peact to mateo,
now i smoke weed like tony montano sniffs the lleyo
that's crazy blunts.
mad l's my voice excel's from the avenues to jail cells.
oh my god i'm droppin shit like a pigeon
hope you're listening
smackin babies at their christening.

rest in peace biggie, you are the greatest rapper of all time

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Aggie's straight up money
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[phixion]

this wouldve been a cool song like 5 years ago when Biggy just died


this was a cool song 5 years ago when Biggie first died.
title: We'll Always Love Big Poppa
artist: the Lox

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"smoking weed, smoking weed doing coke, drinking beers
drinking beers, beers, beersrolling fatties, smoking bluntswho smokes the blunts?we smoke the blunts." -Jay

[MikeInFairfax]

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 shit
Respect is collected, so check it
I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks
Sleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets, huh
My shit is deep, deeper than my grave G
I'm ready to die and nobody can save me
Fuck the world, fuck 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 motherfucker 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 fuck?
Now I got a glock, makin motherfuckers duck
Shit 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 shit 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 shit I kick, rip it through the vest
Biggie Smalls passin any test, I'm ready to die!

I'm ready
(Time to go, we gonna put you out your misery motherfucker)
Niggaz definitely know what time it is
The Notorious one in full effect
for ninety-three!
Suicidal, I'm ready!

(Now I lay me down to sleep)
Yeah
(Pray the Lord my soul to keep)
(If I should die before I wake)
(I pray the Lord my soul to take)
(Cause I'm ready to die)

(All y'all motherfuckers come with me if you want to)

(Biggie Smalls the biggest man)
(Rockin on and on in ninety-three, Easy Mo Bee)
(Third Eye, and the rest of the Bad Boy fam)
(I don't wanna see no cryin at my funeral)

[TheMojoPin]

"Sky's The Limit"
(feat. 112)

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Good evenin ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doin tonite?
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed, ha
I like this young man, because, when he came out
he came out wit the phrase, he went from ashy to classy
Ha, I like that
So everybody in the house, give a warm, round of applause for
The Notorious B.I.G. *clapping*
The Notorious B.I.G. ladies and gentlemen give it up for him ya'll

Uhhh
A nigga never been as broke as me, I like that
When I was young I had two pair of Lees, besides that
The pin stripes and the gray (uh-huh)
The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays
While niggas flirt, I'm sewing tigers on my shirt
and alligators
Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga wit the fake, blaow!
Why you punch me in my face, stay in ya place
Play ya position, here come my intuition
Go in this nigga pocket
Rob him while his friends watchin
That hoes clockin, here comes respect
His crew's your crew, or they might be next
Look at they man eye, BIG man they never try
So we roll wid em, stole wid em
I mean loyalty, niggaz bought me milks at lunch
The milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunch
In here, eyes crossed from blue and white dust
Pass the blunt

[112]
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
what you want, pressin what you want
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
what you want, be what you want, have what you want, be what you want

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uh-huh, I was a shame, my crew was lame
I have enough heart for most of em
Long as I got stuff from most of em
It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point across
They depicted me the boss, of course
My orange box-cutter make the world go round
Plus I'm fuckin, bitches ain't my homegirls now
Start stackin, dabbled in crack, gun packin
Nickname Medina, make the seniors tote my ninas
From gym class, to Englass, pass off a global
The only nigga wit a mobile, Can't You See like Total
Gettin larger in waist and taste
Ain't no tellin where this felon is headin, just in case
Keep a shell at the tip of ya melon, clear da space
Ya brain was a terrible thing ta waste
Eighty-eight long gates, snatch initial name plates
Smokin spliffs wit niggaz, real life beginner killers
Prayin God forgive us for being sinners, help us out

[112]
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
what you want, pressin what you want
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
what you want, be what you want, have what you want, be what you want

[Notorious B.I.G.]
After realizin, to master enterprisin
I ain't have ta be in school by ten, I was in
Began to encounter, wit my counter-parts
I holla burn the block apart, break it down into sections
Drugs by the selection
Some use pipes, others use in-jec-tions
Syringe sold seperately, Frank the deputy
Quick to grab my Smith-n-Wessun, like my dick was missin
To protect my position, my corner, my layer
While we out here, say the hustlas prayer
If the game shakes me or breaks me
I hope it makes me a better man
Take a better stand
Put money in my moms hand
Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man
Stay far from timid
Only make moves when ya heart's in it
And live the phrase Sky's The Limit
Motherfucker... see you chumps on top

[112]
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
what you want, be what you want
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin on
Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
what you want, pressin what you want
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep on pressin on
Sky is the limit

[Def Dave in SC]

Birthdays was the worst days
Now we drink Champagne when we thirstay

With so much drama in the D. of C., its kinda hard bein Def D.A.V.I.D.

[Def Dave in SC]

sorry bout the double post, but

i am truly sick of people -especially those who were close to biggie-exploiting him. Understandably, Puff Daddy was upset, but he can try and make some music without adding big poppa in one way or another. Even if big's death still upsets him, he HAS to move on, iots getting sick. Also artists like lil kim and jay-z who put biggie verses in their songs like its a duet. that sucks ass because now kids hear that shit and think that is the original. it makes the song where the verese came form so so much worse.
its possible to pay tribute to BIG without totally bastardizing what made him who he was. lets hope these artists can show restraint

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Much Love to my Homie dcpete

With so much drama in the D. of C., its kinda hard bein Def D.A.V.I.D.

[Crippler]

What's with this thread? Is today his birthday? Anniversary of his murder? Or was someone just feeling sentimental? Just curious.

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