Biography:
Christopher George Latore Wallace (May 21, 1972 – March 9, 1997), known professionally as The Notorious B.I.G., Biggie Smalls, or Biggie, was an American rapper. He is widely considered to be one of the greatest hip-hop artists of all time.
Wallace was born and raised in the Brooklyn borough of New York City. His debut album Ready to Die (1994) made him a central figure in East Coast hip hop and increased New York City's visibility in the genre at a time when West Coast hip hop dominated the mainstream.
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[Intro]
N.C.
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Amaj7
Yeah, this album is dedicated
F#m7/B E
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
A/E E B
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
Amaj7
Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)
F#m7/B E
And all the niggas in the struggle
A/E E B
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby
[Verse 1]
Amaj7
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
F#m7/B
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
E
Hangin' pictures on my wall
A/E E B
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
Amaj7
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
F#m7/B
Smokin' weed on Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock
Emaj7
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
A/E E B
With the hat to match
Amaj7
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
F#m7/B
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
E
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
A/E E B
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Amaj7
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
F#m7/B
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
E
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
A/E E B
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
Amaj7
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
F#m7/B
Call the crib, same number, same hood
E
It's all good (It's all good)
A/E E B
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
[Hook]
Amaj7
You know very well
F#m7/B
Who you are
E
Don't let 'em hold you down
A/E E B
Reach for the stars
Amaj7
You had a goal
F#m7/B
But not that many
E
'Cause you're the only one
A/E E B
I'll give you good and plenty
[Verse 2]
Amaj7
I made the change from a common thief
F#m7/B
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
E
And I'm far from cheap
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
A/E E B
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
Amaj7
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Amaj7
Girls used to diss me
F#m7/B
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
E
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
A/E E B
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Amaj7
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
F#m7/B
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
E
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
A/E E B
Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Amaj7
Livin' life without fear
F#m7/B
Puttin' five carats in my baby girl's ear
E
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
A/E E B
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Amaj7
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
F#m7/B
And it's still all good
E A/E E B
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
[Hook]
Amaj7
You know very well
F#m7/B
Who you are
E
Don't let 'em hold you down
A/E E B
Reach for the stars
Amaj7
You had a goal
F#m7/B
But not that many
E
'Cause you're the only one
A/E E B
I'll give you good and plenty
[Verse 3]
Amaj7
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
F#m7/B
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
E
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
A/E E B
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Amaj7
Phone bill about two G's flat
F#m7/B
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
E
And my whole crew is loungin'
A/E E B
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Amaj7
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
F#m7/B
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
E
And she loves to show me off of course
A/E E B
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
Amaj7
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
F#m7/B
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
E
Birthdays was the worst days
A/E E B
Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Amaj7
Uh, damn right, I like the life I live
F#m7/B
'Cause I went from negative to positive
E
And it's allâ?¦ (It's all good, nigga)
A/E E B
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
[Hook]
Amaj7
You know very well
F#m7/B
Who you are
E
Don't let 'em hold you down
A/E E B
Reach for the stars
Amaj7
You had a goal
F#m7/B
But not that many
E
'Cause you're the only one
A/E E B
I'll give you good and plenty
[Ad-Libs]
N.C.
Representin' B-Town in the house
N.C
Junior Mafia, mad flavor
N.C
Uh, uh, yeah, a'ight
N.C.
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Amaj7
Yeah, this album is dedicated
F#m7/B E
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
A/E E B
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
Amaj7
Called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good)
F#m7/B E
And all the niggas in the struggle
A/E E B
You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby
[Verse 1]
Amaj7
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
F#m7/B
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
E
Hangin' pictures on my wall
A/E E B
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
Amaj7
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
F#m7/B
Smokin' weed on Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock
Emaj7
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
A/E E B
With the hat to match
Amaj7
Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
F#m7/B
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
E
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
A/E E B
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Amaj7
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
F#m7/B
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
E
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid Capri
A/E E B
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starski
Amaj7
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
F#m7/B
Call the crib, same number, same hood
E
It's all good (It's all good)
A/E E B
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
[Hook]
Amaj7
You know very well
F#m7/B
Who you are
E
Don't let 'em hold you down
A/E E B
Reach for the stars
Amaj7
You had a goal
F#m7/B
But not that many
E
'Cause you're the only one
A/E E B
I'll give you good and plenty
[Verse 2]
Amaj7
I made the change from a common thief
F#m7/B
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
E
And I'm far from cheap
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
A/E E B
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
Amaj7
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Amaj7
Girls used to diss me
F#m7/B
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
E
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
A/E E B
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Amaj7
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
F#m7/B
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
E
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
A/E E B
Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Amaj7
Livin' life without fear
F#m7/B
Puttin' five carats in my baby girl's ear
E
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
A/E E B
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Amaj7
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
F#m7/B
And it's still all good
E A/E E B
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
[Hook]
Amaj7
You know very well
F#m7/B
Who you are
E
Don't let 'em hold you down
A/E E B
Reach for the stars
Amaj7
You had a goal
F#m7/B
But not that many
E
'Cause you're the only one
A/E E B
I'll give you good and plenty
[Verse 3]
Amaj7
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
F#m7/B
When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this
E
50-inch screen, money-green leather sofa
A/E E B
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Amaj7
Phone bill about two G's flat
F#m7/B
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
E
And my whole crew is loungin'
A/E E B
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Amaj7
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
F#m7/B
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
E
And she loves to show me off of course
A/E E B
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
Amaj7
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
F#m7/B
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
E
Birthdays was the worst days
A/E E B
Now we sip Champagne when we thirsty
Amaj7
Uh, damn right, I like the life I live
F#m7/B
'Cause I went from negative to positive
E
And it's allâ?¦ (It's all good, nigga)
A/E E B
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga
[Hook]
Amaj7
You know very well
F#m7/B
Who you are
E
Don't let 'em hold you down
A/E E B
Reach for the stars
Amaj7
You had a goal
F#m7/B
But not that many
E
'Cause you're the only one
A/E E B
I'll give you good and plenty
[Ad-Libs]
N.C.
Representin' B-Town in the house
N.C
Junior Mafia, mad flavor
N.C
Uh, uh, yeah, a'ight
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