biggie smalls we miss you

Late night whispers, shadows in the dark, Brooklyn’s heartbeat, left a permanent mark, Biggie’s flow, like a river, it was smooth, But life’s a game, and the streets don’t approve. From the corner stoops to the Grammy stage, A poet with a mic, he was born to engage, But envy creeps in, like a thief in the night, Took the king too soon, but his legacy's tight. (Verse 2) Rolling through the city, memories collide, A legend in the booth, with nowhere to hide, Rap's heavyweights, still feel the weight, Biggie’s verses echo, never lose that fate. Gunshots ring out, silence fills the air, But his spirit lives on, everywhere, From “Juicy” to “Hypnotize,” the story unfolds, In every beat, every rhyme, his truth still holds.