CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: For my generation of hardcore Hip Hop lovers reared on slum gold chains (NOTE: Thank Y.O.U. Fulton Bazaar), Timberland® boots, camouflage suits (NOTE: And/or the equally acceptable venerable Carhartt suit), White Owl® brand cigar blunts and hurried sips of St. Ides® frothy "high gravity" malt beverage, few events evoke more misty eyed nostalgia than the life, career and assassination of the late, great Notorious B.I.G. On the heels of the murder of that iconic rapscallion, Tupac Shakur, our adolescent culture was served yet another adult-sized dose of reality when the once and future "King Of New York" was slain by a still somewhat unknown cadre of paid killers.
On his last album, posthumously released weeks after his demise, the magnum opus "Life After Death", B.I.G. famously asserted that "You're nobody 'til somebody kiss you", but he was wrong. The man born Christopher Wallace whom was raised by a doting single Jamaican mother in a 1-bedroom apartment on the very pre-gentrification block of St. James Place and Fulton Street had indeed become a champion for us ALL! As his soul rests in "Versace Heaven" I hope and pray that he knows that he made each and every ashy life that he touched that much more classy. Yes, we'll ALWAYS L.O.V.E. Big Poppa. Salute this man. #RIPBIG Think B.I.G.
On his last album, posthumously released weeks after his demise, the magnum opus "Life After Death", B.I.G. famously asserted that "You're nobody 'til somebody kiss you", but he was wrong. The man born Christopher Wallace whom was raised by a doting single Jamaican mother in a 1-bedroom apartment on the very pre-gentrification block of St. James Place and Fulton Street had indeed become a champion for us ALL! As his soul rests in "Versace Heaven" I hope and pray that he knows that he made each and every ashy life that he touched that much more classy. Yes, we'll ALWAYS L.O.V.E. Big Poppa. Salute this man. #RIPBIG Think B.I.G.
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