Tuesday, 9 March 2010


My favourite Biggie verses (we could be here for some time):

Flava In Ya Ear Remix

Niggas is mad I get more butt than ashtrays
fuck a fair one, I get mine the fast ways
ski-mask way, nigga ransom note
far from handsome but damn a nigga tote
more guns than roses, foes is
shakin in their boots
invisible bullies like The Gooch
disappear vamoose, you're wack to me
take them rhymes back to the factory
I see the gimmicks, the wack lyrics
the shit is depressing, pathetic, please forget it
you're mad cause my style you're admiring
don't be mad, UPS is hiring
you shoulda been a cop, fuck hip hop
with that freestyle you're bound to get shot
not from Houston but I Rap-A-Lot
pack the gat a lot
the flav's bout to drop

Think BIG (original version)

Big Poppa throwing niggas off of cliffs
smokin spliffs, disappear wit my bitch
in a Mitsubishi Eclipse, read my lips "I kill you"
blood'll spill too, did I say thank you?
I grant you... three wishes, cos I be the genie
niggas is ass out like fat bitches in bikinis
read between the lines see what I see
I see the diary of a sick bastard
Junior Mafia blaster
Rugas on the hips, bought coke to flip chips
bought slugs to fill clips
flippin coke in porno stores bodega
in the back room playin' Sega, "Street Fighter 2"
I'm invitin' you, bring your writin crew
and they dopest rhymes...
I get up in that ass everytime
lyrically I'm... untouchable, uncrushable
gettin' mad blunted in the six hundred
...Benz, ask your friends who's the illest
lickin shots, niggas screamin "Biggie Smalls tried to kill us!"

Who Shot Ya?

Who shot ya?
Seperate the weak from the ob-so-lete
hard to creep in Brooklyn streets
it's on nigga, fuck all that bickering beef
I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek
your heartbeat sound like Sasquatch feet
thundering, shaking the concrete
finish it, stop, when I foil the plot
neighbors call the cops when they heard mad shots
saw me in the drop, three in the corner
slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter
old school, new school need to learn though
I burn baby burn like Disco Inferno
burn slow like blunts with yayo
peel more skins than Idaho potatoes
niggaz know, the lyrics molestin is takin place
fuckin with B.I.G. it ain't safe
I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses
bumps and bruises, blunts and Landcruisers
Big Poppa smash fools, bash fools
niggaz mad because I know that Cash Rules
Everything Around Me, two glock nines
any motherfucker whispering about mine
and I'm, Crooklyn's finest
you'll rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this

Mo Money, Mo Problems

B-I-G, P-O, P-P-A
no info, for the, DEA
Federal Agents mad cause I'm flagrant
tap my cell, and the phone in the basement
my team supreme, stay clean
triple beam lyrical dream, I be that
cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy, I told ya, bein mice to me
bruise too much, I lose too much
step on stage the girls boo too much
I guess it's cause you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch, never that
If I did, ain't no problem to get the gat
where the true players at?
Throw your Rollies in the sky
wave em side to side and keep your hands high
while I give your girl the eye, player please
lyrically, niggaz see, B.I.G.
be flossin, jig on the cover of Fortune
five double oh, here's my phone number
your man ain't got to know, I got to go
got the flow down pizzat, platinum plus
like thizzat, dangerous
on trizzack, leave your ass flizzat


B-I-G, G-I-E, AKA, B.I.G.
geddit? 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 fuck 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

Honorable Mentions (strictly speaking, one verse tracks):

10 Crack Commandments

I Got A Story To Tell


Bonus Biggie moment:

1 comment:

  1. Artwork inspired by Notorious BIG hip hop punchline: