A dead judge ruled on what, now?

Well, I find that lawsuits and lawyers always speed up the understanding of the issues and events of our time. I mean, I'm sure it will be a quest for truth, and NOT a bunch of political and legal posturing. Right? Hello?

/(tumbleweeds)
/(Crickets)

biggie smalls...biggie smalls...biggie smalls...

Biggie Smalls is my pet name for my penis.
Like you care.

theewhiterhino: Biggie Smalls is my pet name for my penis.
Like you care.

Does it love it when you call him Big Poppa?

If so, throw your hands and the air-a cause youse a true playa.

This will really be an intersting case. Rolling Stone article on the case. (new window)

as bad as Biggie was, it's pretty sad how much worse rap got after him and 2pac died. Frankly, I blame it on Puffy.

Everyone knows he died of high velocity lead poisoning.

Police sketch artist of the shooter:




P. Diddy's biatch:



*adjusts tinfoil hat*

mike8536: Police sketch artist of the shooter:
P. Diddy's biatch:



*adjusts tinfoil hat*

That's real funny.

Hip-hop ain't dead, it just moved back to the underground. One day the mainstream will be ready to support real shiat again instead of bubblegum rap. That is all I came here to say.
/RIP Biggie
//RIP Pac
///RIP Big L
////RIP ODB
//RIP Big Pun

Biggie Smalls is dead?!

its funny how Biggie and Tupac have been dead forever and they still make more money than i will ever make...farkers!

Who cares about his fat ass? Hip Hoppers are lame and "biggie" was one the most ignorant farks in the shiattiast format in the business.

I_AM_M: Who cares about his fat ass? Hip Hoppers are lame and "biggie" was one the most ignorant farks in the shiattiast format in the business.

Shut up troll, this ain't the first time I seen you troll a hip-hop thread, I'd like to see you do something even remotely as talented as Biggie did.

TheJoe03

"biggie" talented? Sales don't equal talent, Jr. "biggie" is the finest example of n*gger, as he was ignorant, disgusting, and without a general command of the English language. He's lucky he was born in this century. Hip-hop is all hype and complete garbage. Funk owns hip-hop, and hip-hop is the asshole of the body music. It farking stinks, not to mention washed up.

I_AM_M: TheJoe03

"biggie" talented? Sales don't equal talent, Jr. "biggie" is the finest example of n*gger, as he was ignorant, disgusting, and without a general command of the English language. He's lucky he was born in this century. Hip-hop is all hype and complete garbage. Funk owns hip-hop, and hip-hop is the asshole of the body music. It farking stinks, not to mention washed up.

It's not about sales, he was a very lyrical MC, and just cause you haven't taken the time to realize there is hip-hop that isn't all glamor and glitz, doesn't mean that it's a worthless genre. I never said he was the best, but he had top-notch flow and lyricism, maybe he ain't for you, but don't trash a deep genre based on your assumptions.

Here's some modern hip-hop that flies in the face of your assumptions (Immortal Technique-Dominant Species)

I'm stuck inside the future and life is chaotic
The government is psychotically racist and robotic
The matrix of entrapment is socio-economic
Erotic conspiracy theory becomes reality
Life is war, and every day's a battle to me
I'm on the brink of insanity, between extreme intelligence and split personalities
But I elevate to the point of reversing gravity
Revolutionary conceptuality spitting out of me
Even the dead people in my family tell me they proud of me
Stupidity's not allowed by me
Cuz I don't got time to play
I'm the black whole lyricist that will take your shine away
Darkness at any time of day
I'm the Technique and your nobody so what you trying to say
Stellar density becomes your physical alignment
1.8 billion tons per square inch confinement

Lyrically I'm infinite like possibilities
But you don't have the capability like infertility
Cuz opening your mouth to question my validity
Is like trying to contradict the theory of relativity
What I spit is the epitome of heavy artillery
My enemies are obsessed with me like the biatch in Misery
But break out like father running form responsibility
Every time I step and abuse the mic with versatility
I balance humility, with brutal instinct
I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers from N'Sync
And I don't care about your link, or your luxury car
I shed light with more magnitude than all of the stars
My breyon talk pick thick
So don't ever talk shiat
And remember something nubian, while you rave and rant
A roach can live for nine days without its head but you can't

I'm explicit like video tapes of conjugal visits
Some nubianz are too stupid to understand it like astrophysics (for you I AM M)
Technique is exquisite
I'll make your thoughts a victory
Get pessimistic with the quickness
If you think that I will just become another statistic with anything but success
When I bless the mic as I spit this
Specifically prolific with coprocessor coma type sickness
My style is like a ten year old child with a slit wrist, too much reality
For the farking hit list
I got a Black Panther mentality with a spic fist
So you can get dissed
Even if you're locally gold, vocally bold, or globally
Multi-platinum sold
I'm emotionally cold, disciplined, and ready to kill
Like spirits in the same room with you, I'm giving you chills
I drop knowledge while these mother farkers clumsily spill
And I drop it so heavy, it leaves the world unbalanced
Exterminate the spiritual force of all that challenge
I'm the lyrical apocalypse that crumbles the granite
Replacing you as the dominant species on the planet


How can you diss on that, honestly?

On the one hand, either way, BIG and Tupac are both dead a long time now and even if they find the killer(s) the chance of them doing time is small and will not make much difference.

OTOH, the LAPD detective who thought he was closing in on the real assassin of Biggie Smalls made a very compelling case that an LAPD cop was involved and the brass was covering it up, and it would be good to see this brought into the open finally.

Six of one...

I hope they try Darryl Gates for murder someday. Pulling the cops out after the Rodney King verdict was homicidal.

My favorite on "biggie":

Lyrics:
First things first, I poppa, freaks all the honeys
Dummies - playboy bunnies, those wantin' money
Those the ones I like 'cause they don't get nathan
But penetration, unless it smells like sanitation
Garbage, I turn like doorknobs
Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever
However, I stay coochied down to the socks
Rings and watch filled with rocks

TRANSLATION:
As a general rule, I perform deviant sexual acts with women of all kinds, including but not limited to those with limited intellect, nude magazine models, and prostitutes. I particularly enjoy sexual encounters with the latter group as they are generally disappointed in the fact that they only receive penile intercourse and nothing more, unless of course, they douche on a consistent basis. Although I am extremely unattractive, I am able to engage in these types of sexual acts with some regularity. Perhaps my sexuality is somehow related to my fancy and expensive jewelry.

Lyrics:
And my jam knock in the Mitsubishi
Girls pee pee when they see me, Nava-hoes creep me in they tee pee
As I lay down laws like I lay carpet
Stop it - if you think your gonna make a profit

TRANSLATION:
I enjoy playing my music loudly on my car stereo. Apparently, women enjoy this also because they become sexually aroused when they see me driving. Oddly enough, when I visit the Native American reservations, some of the more sexually promiscuous Indian women attempt to seduce me in their homes. Their intent is to divest me of my earnings. Such actions are unacceptable.

Lyrics:
Don't see my ones, don't see my guns - get it
Now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it
In two as I flow with the Junior Mafia
I don't know what the hell's stoppin' ya
I'm clockin' ya - Versace shades watchin' ya
Once ya grin, I'm in game, begin

TRANSLATION:
Understand this fact: you can have neither my money, nor my weapons. I suggest that you inform your peers that we engaged in violent sexual acts. Currently, I am rapping with my associates, the Junior Mafia. I'm having some difficulty understanding why you refuse to approach me. I am attempting to make eye contact with you through my expensive glasses, and as soon as you respond with a smile, I will approach you.

Lyrics:
First I talk about how I dress and this
And diamond necklaces - stretch Lexuses
The sex is just immaculate from the back I get
Deeper and deeper - help ya reach the
Climax that your man can't make
Call and tell him you'll be home real late
Let's sing the break

TRANSLATION:
I prefer to open the conversation with light banter about my wardrobe and jewelry, then I like to discuss my collection of expensive cars. This is more than enough to convince you to have sexual intercourse with me. I am able to insert my penis further into you when I enter you from behind. Furthermore, you will be able to reach orgasm. I understand this to be a problem with your current sexual partner. He needn't be concerned about your whereabouts. Please phone him and inform him that you won't be home for a while. By the way, please sing the chorus of the song for me also.

Lyrics:
She's sick of that song on how it's so long
Thought he worked his until I handled my biz
There I is - major pain like Damon Wayans
Low down dirty even like his brother Keenan
Schemin' - don't bring your girl 'round me
True player for real, ask Puff Daddy

TRANSLATION:
Your current love interest no longer wishes to hear your fabrications about the length of your member. After I had sexual intercourse with your woman, she became enlightened as to the proper way it is supposed to be performed; violently and immorally. It would be in your best interest to keep your woman away from me as my sexual prowess is very strong. If you are unconvinced, ask Puff Daddy.

Lyrics:
You - ringin' bells with bags from Chanel
Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel
Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell
She beeped me, meet me at twelve

TRANSLATION:
Despite the fact that you attempted to win her at her doorstep with bags full of expensive clothes and a car (the lower end model Mercedes Benz which you financed by signing over your current vehicle) containing an expensive stereo and a cellular phone, your woman has contacted me through my pager indicating that we should rendezvous at midnight.

Lyrics:
Where you at? Flippin' jobs, playin car notes?
While I'm swimmin in ya women like the breast stroke
Right stroke, left stroke whats the best stroke
Death stroke - tongue all down her throat
Nuthin left to do but send her home to you
I'm through - can ya sing the song for me, boo?

TRANSLATION:
You, on the other hand, jump from job to job, barely able to maintain payments on the Mercedes Benz you purchased for your woman. Meanwhile, I continue to engage in sexual intercourse and commit lewd osculatory acts with your women. My only remaining option is to request that she leave my home and return to you because I have reached orgasm and no longer have a need for her presence.

Lyrics:
So, what's it gonna be? Him or me?
We can cruise the world with pearls
Gator boots for girls
The envy of all women, crushed linen
Cartier wrist-wear with diamonds in 'em
The finest women I love with a passion
Ya man's a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashin

TRANSLATION:
The ultimate decision rests with you. Whom do you choose as your sexual partner. I can take you on cruises around the world. I will dress you in the finest jewelry and footwear. You will be envied by women worldwide in your fine clothes and jewelry. There is a special place in my heart for beautiful women. I will defeat your man in an altercation because he is effeminate.

Lyrics:
High fashion - flyin into all states.
Sexin me while your man masturbates.
Isn't this great? Your flight leaves at eight.
Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds.
Lyrically I'm supposed to represent.
I'm not only the client, I'm the player president

TRANSLATION:
You will be dressed in finest clothes on the runways of Paris. I will fly you to every state to shop for fine clothes and jewelry. You will enjoy sexual intercourse with me and your man will be forced to pleasure himself through manual stimulation. What a life! I'll return you to LaGuardia in time to catch your 8 o'clock flight. The timing is perfect because I have scheduled a date with a second woman who arrives at the same gate at 9 o'clock. I'll seduce her in the same way that I seduced you. I rap well and I am a positive reflection of my hometown. Not only am I a sexually deviant, misogynistic, immoral, wealthy, male prostitute, but I also sit on the board of directors of the organization that governs others of my kind.

TheJoe03:
Shut up troll, this ain't the first time I seen you troll a hip-hop thread, I'd like to see you do something even remotely as talented as Biggie did.

I'd like to see you write a grammatically correct sentence. "I seen you"? What the hell is that? Your attempt to sound even more like an idiot?

Corpus Delecti: TheJoe03:
Shut up troll, this ain't the first time I seen you troll a hip-hop thread, I'd like to see you do something even remotely as talented as Biggie did.

I'd like to see you write a grammatically correct sentence. "I seen you"? What the hell is that? Your attempt to sound even more like an idiot?

Sorry I talk like a regular person and not some kind of robot. I'm from the south, deal with it. It's just a message board.

Corpus Delecti Quote 2008-05-11 03:03:40 AM
TheJoe03:
Shut up troll, this ain't the first time I seen you troll a hip-hop thread, I'd like to see you do something even remotely as talented as Biggie did.

I'd like to see you write a grammatically correct sentence. "I seen you"? What the hell is that? Your attempt to sound even more like an idiot?



You all saw it folks he used folksy language that means his argument is lost.

If you get worked up over that it's no wonder you don't get Biggie Corpus Delecti. IMO the most talented rapper that ever lived.

Massacered your "language" with rapid fire street slang and a syncopatic, humourous, accessible poetisism.
Sold millions, reached ears around the globe and is ranked in the top 5 hip hop artists by any music journalist or critic.

Farkers that describe him as "talentless" are in the same league as idiots throughout the ages that didn't get electric guitar, electronic music or thought the Beatles were evil.
Long after your ill informed opinion is forgotten his brilliance (and raw vulgarity) will live on.

Rap is moronic. That is all.

Kazuya: Farkers that describe him as "talentless" are in the same league as idiots throughout the ages that didn't get electric guitar, electronic music or thought the Beatles were evil.
Long after your ill informed opinion is forgotten his brilliance (and raw vulgarity) will live on.

lol...are you serious? You think rap is just "misunderstood" by people who refuse to give new styles a chance?

The fact is, people who like rap and consider its practicioners talented don't really like music - they like rap. The reason rap gets so much backlash from people who like music is because rap is about the least musical "music" that there is.

Come and talk to us music lover when rap "artists" play their own instruments and spend countless hours of time, effort and sweat perfecting some kind of musical craft. Just to show you I'm not a total dickwad, I'll accept that rap is a form of urban poetry, and I can understand why some people might appreciate it for non-musical reasons, and I can even understand why is "speaks" to some people. But stop with the "talented" commentary and all that - there is little actual talent or artistry involved. Rappers have taken the easy route to musical stardom, and most music-lovers think that sucks.

karmachameleon: lol...are you serious? You think rap is just "misunderstood" by people who refuse to give new styles a chance?

The Beatles, electronic music, etc., were not 'misunderstood' as you imply- they simply weren't/aren't liked by some. All music will be liked by some, and disliked by others. You aren't any better for liking/disliking certain genres, so get off it about rap not being art or music.

Saying that rap is less musical could be a valid comment about it. Obviously rap is less 'musical' if you judge it on melody and harmony, but that's not an insult or a flaw, just a difference-- and rap is most certainly musical in other ways.

The point: you don't like it, others do, get off it.

/not a fan of rap