An Ode To Notorious BIG, Gadget User

An Ode To Notorious BIG, Gadget User

Fourteen years ago today, someone murdered Biggie Smalls. It’s a sad anniversary, but it’s a terrific occasion to look back on the incredible, incredible talent he was. And as we were sifting through our favourite MP3s, it hit us – the man was surrounded by electronics. Below, our favourite of Biggie’s tech lyrics:


Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis When I was dead broke, man I couldn’t picture this 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur

The dude undeniably loved video games. And, almost two decades ago, he loved playing them on giant TVs, just like us. Also interesting to think about the fact that many of us have larger TVs than one of the most successful rappers of all time. But some things never change! Except the Genesis part. It seemed he was, however, impartial between console makers:

Get Money

You wanna sip Mo’ on my living room flo’ Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo Pick up my phone say, “Poppa not home” Sex all night, mad head in the morn’

Clearly Biggie’s late evening videogaming sessions yielded different results than mine, but, hey, an inspiration to us all.

Going Back to Cali

Cali got gunplay, models on the runway Scream Biggie Biggie gimme One More Chance I be whippin’ on the freeway, the NYC way On the celly-celly with my homeboy Lance

Though Biggie lived dangerously, driving while on the phone usually isn’t ranked among high brashest exploits. Furthermore, it there weren’t even laws against it back then.

But the phone wasn’t just for (RISKILY) yakking with Lance – it seems like it was kind of a pain in the arse, really:

Can I Get Witcha

It look about a hundred-and-two It’s a Saturday and Biggie ain’t got nothin’ to do Uhh, I’m intrrupted by a phone ring Sometimes I wish I never got the motherfuckin’ thing

I know how you felt, man. It seems like, Lance aside, Biggie sort of hated digital attention. It was a bother than just like it was now. Case in point:


Who the fuck is this? Pagin’ me at 5:46 in the mornin’ crack a dawnin’ Now I’m yawnin’, wipe the cold out my eye See who’s this pagin’ me and why…

Turns out he’s getting paged to warn him of an impending murder attempt, but still. 5.46am! That shit is inconsiderate!

It’s funny, also, to think about something as ghostly gone and enormously obsolete as the pager – sometimes it’s only when listening to an old song like this that you remember these relics ever existed. But the pager was ubiquitous – alarmingly, even kids started to be able to afford them, Biggie noticed:

Things Done Changed

And now the shit’s gettin crazier and major Kids younger than me, they got the Sky Grand Pagers

I feel the same way when I see a 12-year-old with an iPhone. But our forgotten antiques were his gadget toys. Another one on the list? Film photography:

I Got a Story to Tell

Picture that, with a Kodak, Insta-ma-tak We don’t get down like that, lay my game down quite flat Sweetness, where you parked at?

The Kodak Instamatic! Hugely cheap, wildly popular, and phased out in the ’80s – just in time for Biggie to be part of a generation exposed to low cost point-and-shooting. So it’s not wonder the dinky cameras found their way into his head years later.

For someone as lyrically obsessed with money – how to get it, what to do with it, and what it does to you – it’s no surprise that Biggie’s lyrics are littered with references like these. He was living, however briefly, in an age when consumer electronics were booming broader than ever. But, of course, his songs were about a lot more than pagers. So pick your favourite tonight, listen to it on a device Christopher Wallace could have never dreamt of, be glad you’re alive, and miss the guy.