I loathe what Big Pun did. Yes, I very well know he was one of the best that ever held a mike but duke was dead wrong for what he did to his wife.
The first time I saw Big Pun Still Not A Player was at a press screening for it. I was with my boy Dick Johnson, a couple of wide-eyed rookie journalists. I was anticipating to go check that shit. I mean Pun was it for me. I was Q-Tip fan first, then Redman and then Cypress but none of them were as nice as BP. I digress, DJ and I go to the screening. First we shocked at how fuckinâ€™ skinny he was and then it came. That disgusting scene where Chris Rios pistol whips his wife. The room went silent. Absolute silence . . . I looked at my boy and said, â€œThis is fuckinâ€™ crazy.â€ I got mad at that fat fuck. I was like this piece of shit with all the money he had and through all the shit his wife went through cuz you know he was cheatingâ€¦wow. I know, I know weâ€™ve heard that she was creeping also but simple solution: divorce and donâ€™t carry on the dance that ainâ€™t going anywhere.
Like I need to say it there is no good reason to hit a woman. Thatâ€™s my word. Call me what you want, Captain Save-A-Hoe, I donâ€™t give a shit. If Pun were your brother-in-law, on the real, would you let that dude keep breathing? It took me a while since I could listen to Big Moon Dog again. I mean he was a monster in his wifeâ€™s eyes but I couldnâ€™t deny his genius. No one is perfect. U.S. presidents were slave owners, rapists, Miles Davis also shared Punâ€™s bad habit so who are we supposed to admire? No one in my opinion. We can support what we like about a person but thatâ€™s it. Keep it moving.