It was the stuff nightmares are made of…
Christopher George Latore Wallace, aka Biggie Smalls and The Notorious BIG, lost his life in a hail of bullets fired by an unknown assailant just moments after leaving the Petersen Automotive Museum in LA, 14 years ago today. He was just 24.
If you were logged on to the social networking site, Twitter.com, late last night then you saw Biggie Smalls’ only daughter, T’Yanna Wallace, tweet her touching shout out to her dad.
Others tweeted condolences, photos, videos and private memories of their precious time spent with Biggie before his untimely passing.
Writer dream hampton, one of Biggie’s closest friends, did all of that and more:
March 9, 1997
Los AngelesMy phone rings. It is after midnight and I am sleeping. I think it might be Biggie. He always calls late. But it is not. It is someone telling me that Biggie was shot, that he might be dead. I hang up on the person. Someone else calls. They tell me Biggie is indeed dead. I hang up on them too. But I call Puff. His cell phone is turned off. It is never turned off.
I feel the first signs of panic. I call my best friend in L.A. and she makes it to my house in Silver Lake in a matter of minutes. We drive to Cedars Sinai, where she heard he has been taken. In front of the emergency room is the Suburban he’d rented. There is police tape around it and a tightly formed pattern of bullet holes in the passenger dor, where Big would have been sitting.
The panic is real now. I call his best friend Damien. A girl answers the phone, tells me it’s true. Damien is with Faith at her hotel and he’ll meet me at Big’s hotel room. He has to make all the hard phone calls. To Un and L and Kim in New York, to Big’s girl Tiffany in Philly. To Big’s mom.
‘This nigga, who ain’t never hurt nobody,” Damien keeps saying. “I could see if it was one of us.” Cease stares out the window, unable to speak or move. In a few hours he will put his arm through the window and stitches will be required to close the wound. “One fucking bullet.” That’s how it happened. There were no last words. “I been shot mad times—niggas get shot.” Damien sounds as if he were up pacing the room, but he’s sitting on the couch, his head in his hands, exhausted. On his right arm is the psalm that Big had tattooed in the same spot a week earlier.
The hotel room is covered with Big’s clothes. Custom-made Versace, The gator loafers he bought when he came to Detroit. Big’s mother is on her way to the airport in Queens. Un is driving her. T’Yanna’s mother Jan and Mann from the neighborhood are accompanying her on the flight. She hears on the early-morning radio what she would not allow herself to believe when Damien called. The sun is beginnig to rise in Big’s hotel room. Damien needs to sleep but promises he will not, nor will he shower, until “I get my man out this motherfucker.”
When Mrs. Wallace lands at LAX it is scorching. She thinks L.A. is the cruelest, most awful place on the planet. She vows never to return, “except to look my son’s murderer in the face. To ask him ‘Why?’”
“This nigga died from one ass bullet,” Damien keeps repeating as if trying to find logic in the details of the absurd. Cease stares at the rising sun. Damien tilts his head back on the couch, covers his eyes with one arm, and lets his tears flow. “One ass bullet.”
Click the link below to watch dream hampton’s rare archival footage of Biggie and his entourage (including hampton) getting kicked out of a 4-star hotel.

Yes Sandra. Dream’s tweets had tears in my eyes last night.
R.I.P. my nigga.
**we know dem dirty pigs gotcha**
R.I.P. BIGGIE yea Dream was his best female friend from childhood.. what a beautiful relationship! we miss you BIG!
@DaPrince
Biggie, biggie, biggie
Can’t you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
R.I.P BIG!
When Big’s ‘Ready to Die’ came out, I was like “oh sh.it!!”…Those days were the ab-so-lute best days of hip hop, partly because of his contribution.
RIP Big… dream hampton is hands down one of the best female writers in the game…
@QUEEN
“When Big’s ‘Ready to Die’ came out, I was like “oh sh.it!!”…Those days were the ab-so-lute best days of hip hop, partly because of his contribution.”
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Yup, those were the days.
Big died when some of us where just starting primary school and yet we still know him and sing baby baby! Thank you for leaving us real hip hop in the short space you were here with us.
We miss him and love him and he still lives in our memories! Great music, they never dies ever!
sad indeed
RIP BIG
You are truly missed!
#Brooklynstandup
Ready to Die was the truth @ Queen
I had the esteemed pleasure of meeting, kicking it & having a numerous conversations with the Notorious One over the course of a weekend! He was extremely generous, humor mad crazy and just an all around great guy! I will always remember that weekend and he was THE GREATEST lyracist of all time. RIP BIG!
@Alex i know dream and BIG’S relationship very well.. thanks you.. They were best friends like 2 same sex people would be best friends except there was no funny business.. sheesh cant a guy and a girl be friends and me saying it was a beautiful relationship not be judged… Dead that.
Morning Danielle
Spit ya game, talk ya chit, grab your gat, call ya click!
R.I.P. Biggie, I remember when my parents woke me up to tell me he had passed away. That was a sad day in our household.
Life After Death was the truth.
@ Man and @ Al – ‘Machine Gun Funk’ , ‘Things Done Changed’, ‘Warning’…OMG I could go on and on.
The best tracks on the CD were NOT the ones played on the radio, thas for sure
“you gotta red dot on your head.”
“What red dot…”
RIP BIGGIE SUCH A BIG LOSS AND A CHILD LEFT WITHOUT A FATHER SAD INDEED ALSO SAD THAT WE HAVEN’T LEARND FROM OUR PAST AND IT KEEPS REPEATING ITSELF!! WE ARE KILLING EACHOTHER FOR NON-SENCE
Yes Al it was.
PLAYA PLAYA (HATER!)
@DaPrince
I didn’t read the entire post so I saw the Dream and thought you meant The Dream(Producer). No one was trying to be funny. Thanks!
:crying1: we’ll always love Big Poppa
Thank you Puff for signing Big and thank you Bad Boy for giving me some of the party music of my life.
Big Playlist is on Full Blast NP My Downfall….
ALBoy says:
Life After Death was the truth.
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…wasn’t really feeling that one too much. Felt like Puff had got his hands on the material too much and was changin Big into a mainstream type artist. Only song I was really feeling on that one was ‘Fukk you tonight’
Morning DaPrince
Be nice today!
Alex says:
@DaPrince
I didn’t read the entire post so I saw the Dream and thought you meant The Dream(Producer). No one was trying to be funny. Thanks!
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Yeah, I was kinda thrown off by the response too…I knew you weren’t into e-beef.
#mytwocents
@ Alex
To clarify my #25 -Not thrown off by your response but by DaPrince’s #14
#againmytwocents
LET’S MEMBER PEOPLES TO KEEP IT KEEWWWUT TODAY NO FIGHTING MEOWWWWW!!! **SCRATCHESCHALKBOARD**
“You can’t work for Bad Boy and not know Juicy” #ripBig
@Queen and Laker
You know I’m not the fighting type. Honest misread that I acknowledged so let’s keep it moving.
Who the fuck is this? Pagin me at 5:46
in the mornin, crack of dawn an’
now I’m yawnin – wipe the cold out my eye
See who’s this pagin me – and why
It’s my nigga Pop from the barbershop
Told me he was in the gamblin spot, and heard the intricate plot
of niggaz wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor
Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper
Remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville?
That you rolled dice wit, smoked the blunts and got nice wit
Yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect
Nah they’re my niggaz nah love wouldn’t disrespect
I didn’t say them, they schooled me to some niggaz
that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures
Now they heard you blowin up like nitro
And they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow
So – thank Fame for warnin me cause now I’m warnin you
I got the mac nigga tell me what you gonna do…
RIP Big Poppa
*some of the BEST party music of my life.
BIG is making this cream bitshes always say what the Hell does that mean…
“While niggas flirt I’m sowing Tigers on my Shirts and Alligators
you wanna see the inside (uh) I see you later here come the drama, oh thats the nigga with the fake (Blow) why you punch me in my face stay in ya place, play ya position- “Sky is the Limit”
You are still Loved CHRIS by MANY AND ALL :hugs:
THE PIC OF BIGGIE KISSING HIS LIL GIRL IS SOO CUTE
@CHOCO HEY ANGEL HOW WAS UR MORNTING??
The Lord is still waiting on that one particular lost child of Israel to repent and admit what he did to Biggie Smalls….you know who you are…mr. so-called bad-boy
Repent of your evil ways, and you will be saved, but don’t let the Lord come back and find you still wallowing in evil, money/mammon, and fame.
@Danielle
Babe i will behave lol lemme just take care of this @Queen_City Gem cat first. Gem you and your TWO cents can put that WHERE!!!!!BACK THERE ——————————————————> ok no more fighting lol SR will Ban me if i continue getting some of her commenters together lol….
Yo I remember always getting to slow dance with the girls when One More Chance would play at the parties *bruhman voice* as a breast fed child running wild
REEDEM
PAGING MAN UR BABY MAMMY REDEEM IS BAK ON!!!
daprinceofradio says:
Babe i will behave lol lemme just take care of this @Queen_City Gem cat first. Gem you and your TWO cents can put that WHERE!!!!!BACK THERE
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:lolol: I really do miss those Auntie Viv clips on Wendy’s show…
Now, in my best “J J Evans” voice: MOVING ON
@LAKER
My thoughts exactly. Seems Jesus ain’t the only one that resurrects this time of year.
YSoSerious says:
@LAKER
My thoughts exactly. Seems Jesus ain’t the only one that resurrects this time of year.
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I miss that period of time when Big got on and blew up…that was the classiest, most fun, problem free and most paid period of my life (without the stress anyway), and was also the pinnacle of my partying and hanging out in my 20’s. Bad Boy had it all sewn up then.
SMH. All good things must come to an end, I just hate Big’s end happened the way it did. RIP Big Poppa.
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Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don’t think sh*t stink
Pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery’night
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
Do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain’t sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c’mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullsh*t, we on it
Biggie Biggie Biggie can’t you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid (uh)
RIP to BIG
If yall havent read Faith Evans memoirs I highly recommend it, that. She told truth about the chit goin on at Bad Boy when BIG died and how people gave her mad shade when he died.
BIGGIE, BIGGIE SMALLS IS DA ILLEST
R.I.P. Biggie!!!! You are truly missed, and definitely gone too soon!!!! I can’t imagine what the “rap game” would be like if you were still here.
Mother Jefferson says:
If yall havent read Faith Evans memoirs I highly recommend it, that. She told truth about the chit goin on at Bad Boy when BIG died and how people gave her mad shade when he died.
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Yeah, I’ve heard a couple people say they were really good…
Man, I just don’t care™ says:
R.I.P. my nigga.
**we know dem dirty pigs gotcha**
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Biggie is still remembered as one of the greatest. I love “One More Chance” is one of those songs that make you happy just listening to it.
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!*LaKErCHiC@*! says:
RIP BIGGIE SUCH A BIG LOSS AND A CHILD LEFT WITHOUT A FATHER SAD INDEED ALSO SAD THAT WE HAVEN’T LEARND FROM OUR PAST AND IT KEEPS REPEATING ITSELF!! WE ARE KILLING EACHOTHER FOR NON-SENCE
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Exactly!
That’s one good thing about Diddy and Bad Boy he brought us BIG and some good music back in the 1990’s.
The G.O.A.T. Will always be classic, hip, hard and enjoyable.
Yah.
RIP Biggie.
RIP BIG!!! Yeah Warning was like a breath of fresh air. Big and Pac would be shitting on this new day Pop Hip Hop. I thought he was with Kim when he died.
“He has to make all the hard phone calls. To Un and L and Kim in New York, to Big’s girl Tiffany in Philly. To Big’s mom.”
Tiffany in Philly is Charlie B. She is another slept on artist. I so wish her and Rah Digga was still out.
OutsidetheBox says:
Yah. RIP Biggie.
to my miracle baby, Kanani. God works wonders, I tell you.
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OTB!!!!!! Heyyyyy Lady
and there it is, #36 come on down. lolololol. redeem you never disappoint, I swear. I was slowly scrolled thru the comments looking for that one to stand out. ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding. too funny.
RIP to my nicca B.I.G- forever will be missed..
I was real sad when I read that article…. but thanks to @pointhimout for making me smile.. the gravi of the bishop and his side piece/ men-stress got me laughin again
Happy Birthday Kanani!!!

R.I.P Biggie! We miss you!
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wished she got a fukin’ abortion
She don’t even love me like she did when I was younger
Suckin’ on her chest just to stop my fukin’ hunger
I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies
My babies’ mothers 8 months, her little sister’s 2
Who’s to blame for both of them -naw nicca, not you-
I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshyt
Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shyt
And squeeze, until the bed’s, completely red
I’m glad I’m dead, a worthless fukin’ buddah head- *NOTOROIUS B.I.G*