44 All you heard was "Poppa, don't hit me no more" (Biggie) Kick in the door, wavin' the. 44 All you heard was "Poppa, don't hit me no more" Kick in the door, wavin' the. I gots to talk I gotta tell what I feel ( Mhm) I gotta talk about my life as I see it (Biggie) Uh, uh-huh Uh, this goes out to you (Biggie) This goes out to you And you, and you, and you (Biggie) This goes out to you This goes out to you (Biggie) This goes out to you And you, and you (Uh) Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns As I crush so-called willies, thugs and rapper-dons (Uh) Get in that ass quick-fast like Ramadan It's that rap phenomenon Don Dada, fuck Poppa You gotta call me Francis M.H White, intake light tokes, tote iron Was told in shootouts, stay low and keep firin' Keep extra clips for extra shit (Uh-huh) Who's next to flip on that cat with that grip on rap? The most shady (Tell 'em!) Frankie, baby Ain't no tellin' where I may be May see me in D.C At Howard Homecoming with my man Capone, dumbin' Fuckin' somethin', you should know my steelo: Went from ten G's for blow to thirty G's a show To orgies with hoes I never seen before, so Jesus! Get off the Notorious' Penis, before I squeeze and bust If the beef between us, we can settle it with the chrome and metal shit I make it hot like a kettle get You're delicate, you better get - who sent ya? You still pedal shit, I got more rides than "Great Adventure" Biggie ("How are you gonna do it?") Rapper THE MAD RAPPER: YouknowhatI'msayin? You can't be askin' me no question TREVIN JONES: It's a family oriented show THE MAD RAPPER: I'ma tell you why I'm mad, youknowhatI'msayin? I'ma tell you why I'm mad, I'ma tell you why I'm mad These niggas is makin' five hundred thousand dollar videos, youknowsayin? They drivin' around in hot cars, youknowsayin? They got bitches, they got all that shit TREVIN JONES: Sir, please, please, refrain from your foul language THE MAD RAPPER: YouknowhatI'ms-? I'm still livin' with my Moms, youknowhatI'msayin? That's my word, youknowI'ms-? I'm makin' records, I ain't made no money yet I done made- This is my fourth album, yo, this my fourth album I ain't made a dime yet This nigga made one album, he makin' wild records That "Ready to Die" shit, it was aight, it was aight, youknowI'msayin That shit was aight, it was cool But my shit is J-more John Blaze than that! I got John Blaze shit And they not resp-ecognising, they not sayin'- "I recognize" And fuck is that, who is you to be askin' me questions, youknowhatI'msayin? Who is you? And I just don't understand why you so mad? Like, what are you so mad about? THE MAD RAPPER: Yo, yo, yo-yo, y'know, yo you wanna know why? Yo, first of all, you can't be askin' me no question, youknowhatI'msayin'? Who the fuck is you? TREVIN JONES: Ahh, excuse me, Mr. TREVIN JONES: Welcome back We're here on Bad Boy Television, and I'm Trevin Jones And I've been conversing with the Mad Rapper And quite frankly, he's very mad We're gonna try to find out why So we'll take some questions at this point from our studio audience Yes ma'am, please stand and state your name and where you're from SHAY: Hi, my name is Shay, and I'm from New Rochelle. Scroll down to stream J Dilla’s remix of Biggie’s icono-cut “Kick In The Door” and celebrate National Donut Day proper, itis and all.Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see? Sometimes your words just hypnotize me And I just love your.
So grab yourself one of those delicious donut holes, put your feet up and bless the air to this certified heater from the gawd, every bit as sweet as the day itself. Well, if not, today we’re reprising that decadent deelight for your listening pleasure, which originally appeared on DJ Soul‘s universally adored Assorted Donuts tributary tape. Consider it a gift from us to you, who yearn for the Dilla-fide treats wherever, however you get them. Perhaps you recall Biggie‘s born day celebrations when we unearthed and liberated a blazing (or should I say glazing) remix of The Notorious One’s “Kick In The Door” fit to the tune of one of Jay Dee’s more booming, swing-loaded specimens.
And as an ode to all you purveyors of circular baked goods, it seems like the perfect time to bring back some high-fructose machine-gun funk for y’all to rock with from J Dilla. Today, dear friends, is the ever celebrated, ever revered National Donut Day.