R.I.P. B.I.G.
[Editor’s Note: Yes, it’s actually been nine years since we lost Chris. This article originally appears in the March 2005 edition of The Flow magazine.]
“It Was All A Dream”
by William I. Dawson
Eight years. EIGHT YEARS! Eight years of contemplation and recollection. Eight years of frustration and meditation. It’s been eight years without answers, eight years of empty promises, eight years of contradictions and bewilderment. Eight long years of ‘if’ and ‘but’, but no why, where and when.
It’s been eight years since the world lost Christopher Wallace. Eight years since the demise of the Notorious B.I.G. Eight long years with no punishment for his murder. No retribution. No closure. It had to be a dream. A bad one. A nightmarish dream that lingered long after we woke up.
In the words of the late, great rapper from Brooklyn, it’s unbelievable.
