NOTORIUS B.I.G The best rapper ever Part 1

I still consider the NOTORIOUS B.I.G as the best rapper who ever lived. Mad love to 2pac. Mad Love to BIG L and all the R.I.Ps
Maybe Im not just the only one. I saw some public service vehicles In Nakuru Kenya (a bunch of them), dedicating their art and Matatu body works to Nororius B.IG. He is Babu Yao the greatest of all time.

One spicy thing about music in the 90's was scarcity of the music itself.
You see some of us could not afford walk-mans and things which made life fun. Personally I got the opportunity of falling in love with hiphope cultures at Basket ball courts. I learned the meaning of throwing my two fingers in the air which latter came find out it was a sign of piece hehehe.

Being subjected to scarcity was the thing. I keep arguing with my peers scarcity might be the reason we as so hooked
to some of this legends vibes. Others argue its not just scarcity this rapper was designed to shine from the day he blessed the microphone.
NOTORIUS B.I.G ni Babu Yao. There is a line he clerverly wrote that keeps me rewinding the genius of a line.
.....this line from 'Your daughter been caught up in the hollywood basement, chasement, hahaha just the way he used to flow mmmm.

My experience in Nakuru was a feeling of being in one of BIGGIES live shows bobbing my head till six in tha Morning.
singing along Christopher Wallace jams all thru. I like Mwafrikas education about hiphop he states: A love for hipHop is real.

Man old school was good. Notorius B.IG is often on many Kenyans playlists.
He is always on my playlist. I was listening to the Wu-Tang GANG member METHOD MAN
he was asked his say about Christopher Wallace the NOTORIOUS... He paused for a while and
said there was something about Biggie his voice, his presence, his vibes was just off the hook.

One sweet memory online was when I was bored and started browsing some dating websites in Kenya.
I stumbled upon some random good looking profile of a chick after narrowing my search to strickly CAPRICONS
Man I sure miss this chick.

After a few lines of chats I found out we both addicted to tha East Coast Rapper NOTORIUS B.I.G
I treasure the fond memories and BIGGIE been our all time FAV Rapper.
I hope to keep my promise Nikuimbie your Fav song from Biggies songs.

ME: So, what do you enjoy from his music?
HER: Kila kitu. Gosh are you kidding me? I love everything about NOTORIUS B.I.G
ME: IC thats cool. You are not alone dear, we are all possessed with his spits naona.
HER: Yeah, Im listening to his music right now in the office.
ME: Hehehe, careful
HER: It gets my moods right. And funny I cant rap I just love his thuggish lifestlye.
ME: By the way I told you my name and when you look for me hapa mtaani mi hujulikana kama NOTORIUS BIG
HER: Hiaya we are possessed


We love You BIGGIENOTORIUS B.I.G & 2Pac Freestlyling
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Village Elder

Mind Playing Tricks on Me
Geto Boys
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on?
Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn
Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger on the trigger
My mother's always stressin' I ain't living right
But I ain't goin' out without a fight
See, every time my eyes close
I start sweating and blood starts coming out my nose
It's somebody watching the Ak'
But I don't know who it is so I'm watching my back
I can see him when I'm deep in the covers
When I awake I don't see the motherfucker
He owns a black hat like I own
A black suit and a cane like my own
Some might say take a chill, B
But f**k that shit, there's a nigga trying to kill me
I'm popping in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peeping out my window
Investigating the joint for traps
Checking my telephone for taps
I'm staring at the woman on the corner
It's fucked up when your mind's playing tricks on ya
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by the same sucker's headlights
Is it that fool that I ran off the block
Or is it that nigga last week that I shot
Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars
Thought he had caine but it was Gold Medal flour
Reached under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers
Ain't no use to me lying
I was scareder than a motherfucker
Hooked a left into Popeye's and bailed out quick
If it's going down let's get this shit over with
Here they come just like I figured
I got my hand on the motherfucking trigger
What I saw'll make your ass start giggling
Three blind, crippled and crazy senior citizens
I live by the sword
I take my boys everywhere I go because I'm paranoid
I keep looking over my shoulder and peeping around corners
My mind is playing tricks on me
Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning I'm in service
Praying for forgiveness
And trying to find an exit out the business
I know the Lord is lookin' at me
But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy
I often drift when I drive
Having fatal thoughts of suicide
Bang and get it over with
And then I'm worry-free, but that's bullshit
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this shit
But to me she was just another bitch
Now she's back with her mother
Now I'm realizing that I love her
Now I'm feeling lonely
My mind is playing tricks on me
This year Halloween fell on a weekend
Me and Geto Boys are trick-or-treating
Robbing little kids for bags
Till a old man got behind our ass
So we speeded up the pace
Took a look back and he was right before our face
He'd be in for a squabble no doubt
So I swung and hit the nigga in his mouth
He was going down we figured
But this wasn't no ordinary nigga
He stood about six or seven feet
Now that's the nigga I'd be seeing in my sleep
So we triple-teamed on him
Dropping them motherfucking B's on him
The more I swung, the more blood flew
Then he disappeared and my boys disappeared too
Then I felt just like a fiend
It wasn't even close to Halloween
It was dark as f**k on the streets
My hands were all bloody, from punching on the concrete
God damn homey
My mind is playing tricks on me
Songwriters: Brad Jordan / Isaac Hayes / Joseph Johnson
Mind Playing Tricks on Me lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
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