AUDIO LINK WILL BE NEXT POST: LONG KISS GOODNIGHT! : It’s hard to quote a lyric by Biggie when he hits all 16 bars! It is so sad he was taken prematurely. He would make it possible for rap to be at a whole different level than it is at today… That sh!t C - R - A - Y !
“I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese. When I release, you loose teeth like Lil’ Cease! Ni**a please, blood floods your dungarees; and that’s just a half of my warpath…
Laugh now, cry later; I rhyme greater, than the average player hater, and spectators… Buy my CD twice. They see me in the streets, they be like “Yo, He nice!“ But that’s on the low doe’; be the cats with no dough… tried to play me at my show!
I pull out 4-4’s, and go up in they clothes!
Short-change ni**as, snort-cane ni**as, …extortion came quicker. Bought the Range’, ni**a… You still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple-be, ‘til Little Cease crippled me! Now I play hard, like my girls nipples be. The games sour like like a pickle, B.
Y’all know the rules: move from B.K. to New Jerus… thinking ‘bout all the planes we flew, bitches we ran through.. Now the years new, I lay my game flat, I want my spot back, take two!
Motherfuckers mad ‘cause I blew, ni**as envious, too many ni**as on my d!ck, sh!t’s strenuous! When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina. Slugs missed you, I ain’t mad at you! (We ain’t mad at you!)Blood rushing, concussions, ain’t nothing….
Catch cases, come out fronting; smoking something… Sipping White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumping… I laced it wit the basic-6 TV’s - a system, knocking Mase sh!t, face it; we hard to hit… Guard your shit, for I stick you, for your re-up. Wipe the “P”; mix shots, “work your seat up”… go in the ashtray, spark the weed up… ::LONG KISS::”
I mean really, is there a better BIG verse than that?!?