“Yo man, y’all niggas ain’t gonna believe what the fuck happened to me.
Remember that bitch I left the club with man? Yo, freaky yo. I’m up in
this bitch player this bitch fucking run them old Knick ass niggas and shit,
I’m up in the spot though. One of them six-five niggas, I don’t know.
Anyway I’m up in the motherfucking spot, so boom I’m up in the pussy,
whatever whatever. I sparks up some lye, Pop Duke creeps up in on some,
must have been rained out or something *laughing* because he’s in the
spot. Had me scared, had me scared, I was shook Daddy – but I forget I
had my Roscoe on me. Always. You know how we do. So anyway the nigga
comes up the stairs, he creeping up the steps, the bitch all shook she
sends the nigga back downstairs to get some drinks and shit. She gettin
mad nervous, I said fuck that man! I’m the nigga, you know how we do it
nigga, ransom note style put the scarf around my motherfucking face,
gagged that bitch up, played the kizzack. Soon this nigga comes up in
the spot, flash the Desert in his face he drops the glass. Looked like
the nigga pissed on his-self or somethin, word to mother! Ahh fuck it
this nigga runs dead to the floor, peels up the carpet, start giving me
mad papers, mad papers. (I told you that bitch was a shiesty bitch cause!
Word to mother I used to fuck her cousin but you ain’t know that! Hahaha.
You wouldn’t know that shit. Really though.) I threw all that
motherfucking money up in the Prater knapsack. Two words, I’m gone!
(No doubt, no doubt… no doubt!) Yo nigga got some lye, y’all got
The internet has long speculated that the dude on the Knicks who Biggie robbed was Hubert Davis. Through a lot of conjecture and assumptions you can kinda, sorta deduce that the only dude who was 6 foot 5 on a Knicks team that played when Biggie would have been having sex with his girlfriend and robbing him was Hubert. But there was never really any sufficient evidence it was him, or that it was a true story in the first place.
Until now. John Starks confirming that I Got A Story To Tell is fucking incredible. Its the greatest Urban Legend turned True Story of all time. And now I NEED to know who it was. I need it more than I need air. I want to know who Biggie robbed more than who killed JFK. I want to know which member of the Knicks was cuckholded and robbed by Biggie Smalls more than I want to know what’s behind closed doors at Area 51. It could very well be Hubert Davis. There’s a lot of circumstantial evidence surrounding him, for sure. But who knows when this story took place. We just assume it was around 1995, 96 or 97 when Life After Death came out. But who knows. Maybe it was early 90s. Maybe Biggie said 6 foot 5 but he was really just eyeballing the dude. There’s really nobody that we can rationally exclude except very short or very tall players. Everyone in between from like 1990 to 1997 is fair game in my eyes.
So naturally the next thing we have to do is start up a bounty of some sort for John Starks. Start up a Go Fund Me kickstarter fundraiser thing and raise a shit ton of money to get John Starks to confess who was robbed by BIG. And if he doesn’t come forward, someone with this knowledge will. Everyone has a price and when they start to think that someone else from the Knicks or music industry will come forward and claim that reward, they’ll sing like a canary. Someone get on that. Start up the fundraiser right now and lets all fucking buy the truth.
PS – One of the best beats ever