On this day in Hip Hop history, Brooklyn’s own Christopher Wallace, better known as The Notorious B.I.G., was born. Widely hailed as the greatest rapper of all time, Biggie had the game on lock before his life was tragically cut short in a drive-by shooting on March 9, 1997. Though his time was brief, his legacy remains immortal.
From his debut single “Juicy” to his success with Junior M.A.F.I.A., to the height of the East Coast/West Coast tension and his personal feud with Tupac Shakur, Biggie’s impact on Hip Hop culture is unmatched. His rise was swift, his delivery flawless, and his storytelling unrivaled.
Biggie’s catalog is full of undeniable classics and unforgettable bars. He was a lyrical marksman—calm yet deadly, with verses that could be charming one moment and cold-blooded the next. Whether or not we knew who his shots were aimed at, we all rapped along to his ruthless one-liners and vivid street tales.
In honor of what would have been Biggie Smalls’ 53rd birthday, we’re revisiting 10 of his most cutthroat lyrics—verses that reminded the world why nobody did it quite like B.I.G.
- Dead Wrong
“Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke/ Throw you in a choke gun smoke, gun smoke/ Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer, the hooker layer – motherf*cker say your prayers/ Hail Mary full of grace; smack the b*tch in the face, take her Gucci bag and the North Face/ off her back. Jab her if she act funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honey..”
- Machine Gun Funk
“Sticks and stones break bones, but the gat’ll kill you quick, especially when I’m drunk off the liquor.”
- Respect
“Now I’m thirteen, smokin’ blunts, makin’ cream, on the drug scene, f*ck a football team/ Riskin’ ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen, Hhearing ‘ the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I mean/ I wanna blow up, stack my dough up. So school I didn’t show up, it f*cked my flow up..”
- Kick In Ya Door
“So, Jesus, get off the Notorious penis, before I squeeze and bust/ If the beef between us, we can settle it with the chrome and metal sh*t I make it hot, like a kettle get/ you’re delicate, you better get, who sent ya?”
- Party and Bullsh*t
“But all we wanna know is “Where the party at?” And can i bring my gat? If not, I hope I don’t get shot. But I throw my vest on my chest ’cause n*ggas is a mess. It don’t take nothin’ but frontin’ for me to start somethin’.”
- 10 Crack Commandments
“Number nine, shoulda been number one to me: if you ain’t getting bagged stay the f*ck from the police. If n*ggas think you snitchin they aint tryna listen. They be sitting in your kitchen, waiting to start hitting.”
- Suicidal Thoughts
“When I die, f*ck it I wanna go to hell. Cause I’m a piece of sh*t, it ain’t hard to f*ckin’ tell. It don’t make sense, goin’ to heaven wit the goodie-goodies. Dressed in white, I like black timbs and black hoodies. God will probably have me on some real strict shit. No sleepin’ all day, no gettin my d*ck licked.”
- Notorious Thugs
“Armed and dangerous, ain’t too many can bang with us. Straight up weed, no angel dust, label us Notorious. Thug ass n*ggas that love to bust, it’s strange to us. Y’all n*ggas be scramblin, gambling. Up in restaurants with mandolins, and violins. We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin not to sin. High off weed and lots of gin. So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins.”
- Who Shot Ya?
I burn, baby, burn like Disco Inferno. Burn slow like blunts with yayo. Peel more skins than Idaho potato. N*ggas know, the lyrical molestin’ is takin’ place. F*ckin’ with B.I.G. it ain’t safe.”
- Freestlye at MSG
“I got 7 Mac-11’s. About eight 38s. Nine 9s. 10 Mac Tens. The shit never ends. You can’t touch my riches. Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 b*tches…..Oh my God I’m dropping shit like a pigeon. I hope your listening. Smacking babies at their christening.”
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