in the meantime, though, i'd like you to settle for a two course entree from young grande; the late, great christopher wallace might be my favorite rapper, and thanks to the neon don at hipster holy grail i can pass on the following like a hostess donut trade proposition at the lowell school lunch tables.
best of biggie (hosted by mister cee)
best of biggie (10th anniversary)
the drawback of craque fats, like other hip hop legends is that, like other hip hop legends, he inspired a new topical thrust by less talented artists. biggie coaxed the cavalry at one stylistic sperm bank too many and immaculately inseminated the mothers of a decade of bling bling bozos. i think there are some passable pretenders, but there's only one big poppa.
as an aside, i'd like to commend him for not looking like a doofus while holding a weapon that i don't imagine he had a ton of experience with. if you're taking pictures in public with a submachine gun you're either myspace friends with tyler tryon or you're planning to make some little girl's bat mitzvah a stop on the up in smoke tour. failing assassination, do you think biggie would ever have ended up on worldstar?
go to hhg for the tracklistings and a stalwartly worthwhile cultural slideshow
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