THE SMALLS FAMILY is an experimental comedy based on the timeless lyrics of THE NOTORIOUS B.I.G. <br />Biggie Smalls is considered by most to be one the great lyricists in the history of hip-hop music. His untimely death on March 9 , 1997 changed the face of hip-hop and left a legacy behind that has yet to be duplicated. <br />In the past, many great works of classic writers and poets have been reinterpreted over the years...most notably the works of Shakespeare. <br />In similar nature THE SMALLS FAMILY strives to pay homage to Biggie's incomparable language....while refreshing it to a new audience. <br />I hope you enjoy it! LONG LIVE B.I.G <br />@DaveCatman <br /> <br />Who the fuck is this? <br />pagin me at 5:46 in the mornin crack a dawnin <br />now I'm yawnin, wipe the cold out my eye <br />see who's this pagin me and why.. <br />It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop <br />told me he was in the gamblin spot and heard the intricate plot <br />some niggas wanna stick you like fly paper neighbour <br />slow down love please chill drop the caper <br />remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownsville <br />that you rolled dice wit <br />smoked the blunts and got nice wit <br />yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect <br />nah dem my niggas nah love wouldn't disrespect <br />I didn't say dem, <br />they schooled me to some niggas <br />that you knew from back when, <br />when you was clockin minor figures <br />Now they heard you blowin up like nitro <br />know they wanna stick the knife <br />through your windpipe slow.. <br />so thank Fame for warnin me now I'm warnin you <br />you got the mac nigga <br />tell me what you wanna do... <br />They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus <br />wit the Texas license plate outta state <br />they heard about the pounds <br />you got down in Georgetown <br />now they heard you got half of Virginia locked down <br />they even heard about the crib <br />you bought your moms out in Florida <br />the fifth corridor.... <br />Call the coroner <br />there's gonna be alot of slow singin <br />and flower bringin <br />if my burgular alarm starts ringin <br />whatcha think all the guns is for? <br />all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door <br />and I feed em gun powder so they can devour <br />the criminals tryna to drop my decimals <br />DAMN..niggas wanna stick me for my cream <br />And it ain't a dream things aint always what it seems <br />it's the ones that smoke blunts witcha <br />see your picture, now they wanna <br />grab they guns and come and getcha <br />Bethca Biggie won't slip <br />I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip <br />so I can rip through the ligaments <br />put the fuckas in a bad prediciment <br />where all the foul niggas went <br />Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta <br />Buck with what I had you with <br />you motherfuckers betta duck <br />I bring pain, blood stains on what remains <br />Of his jacket, he had a gun he should've packed it <br />I fuck around and get hardcore <br />C4 to ya door no beef no more nigga <br />feel the rush scandalous <br />The more weed smoke I puff the more dangerous <br />I dont give a fuck about you or your weak crew <br />What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you <br />I'm not runnin, nigga I bust my gun in <br />Hold on I hear somebody comin........
