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 />I was a terror since the public school era <br />Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing asses <br />Smoking blunts was a daily routine <br />Since thirteen, a chubby nigga on the scene <br />I used to have the tre` duce <br />And the deuce deuce in my bubblegoose <br />Now i got a mac in my knapsack <br />Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts <br />And sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks <br />Honeys want to chat <br />But all we wanna know is "Where the party at?" <br />And can i bring my gat? <br />If not, I hope I don't get shot <br />But i throw my vest on my chest <br />'Cause niggaz is a mess <br />It don't take nothin' but frontin' <br />For me to start somethin' <br />Buggin' and barkin' at niggaz like i was duck huntin' <br />Dumbing out, just me and my crew <br />Cause all we wanna do is... <br /> <br />[Chorus:] <br />Party... And bullshit, and... [x9] <br /> <br />Hugs from the honeys, Pounds from the roughnecks <br />Seen my man Sei that I knew from the projects <br />Said he had beef, asked me if I had my peice <br />Sure do, two .22's in my shoes <br />Holler if you need me love i'm in the house <br />Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is about <br />Moet popping, hoe hopping, ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a BAD BOY <br />Niggaz wanna front, who got your back? (BIGGIE!) <br />Niggaz wanna flex, who got the gat? (BIGGIE!) <br />It ain't hard to tell I'm the east coast overdoser <br />Nigga you scared you're supposed to <br />Nigga I told ya, put fear in your heart <br />Fuck up the party before it even start <br />Pissy drunk, off the Henny and skunk <br />Or some brand-nubian shit beatin' down punks! <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />Bitches in the back looking righteous <br />In a tight dress, i think i might just <br />Hit her with a little Biggie 101, How to tote a gun <br />And have fun with Jamaican rum <br />Conversations, blunts in rotation <br />My man Big Jacques got the glock in his waist and <br />we're smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking <br />If money smell bad than this nigga Biggie stinking <br />Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin out my palm <br />She grabbed my arm and said "Let's leave calm" <br />I'm hittin' skins again <br />Rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken <br />Niggaz start to loke out, a kid got choked out <br />Blows was thrown and a fucking fight broke out <br /> <br />[Music stops, indecipherable sounds of people yelling and arguing, <br />Biggie breaks it up yelling "Yo chill, man, chill!"] <br /> <br />Can't we just all get along? <br />So i can put hickies on her chest like Li'l Shawn <br />Get her pissy drunk off of Don Perrignon <br />And it's on, and I'm gone <br />that's that.
