So, I was sitting in the tankroom upstairs from the boiler room, and the topic of Biggie's funeral 'riot' came up.
I interjected, being the antagonist asshole that I was am, "Well now, I'll bet all the overfed white conservatives are laughing their asses off at this shit. 'See Fred, these niggers can't even have a dignified funeral without causing trouble in the streets like the animals they are'"
... dead. Silence. For a few seconds, then this big-ass dredlocked MONSTER of a fellow stood up, walked directly over to me, and shook my hand. "Damn son! You the first white dude telling shit like it is!" Then him and I became close acquaintances ..
.. then one day, I was copping some of 'teh kronik' at 'his crib', and said hi to a few fellows, BS'd for a few minutes, then went on my way ... driving home, I thought one of the guys there looked familiar. The next day at work, he told me it was Busta Rhymes, and he was gonna be bigger than biggie some day ...
Word.