1)Hating - I promise to stop hating on so much and so many people. I mean I never look at it as hating, but you people do, so Ill hold my tongue a little more. MC SonSo knows he sucks ass, I dont need to tell him.
2) Bitches - I vow to fuck a higher quality of bitch this year. I usually go for the average girl , I think in 09 I will strive for excellence. As Phonte would say "Those with low self esteem need not apply"
3) Music - I promise to deliver at least 5 projects. I have 2 on deck already, but I promise to deliver the best music youve heard from me. I want you all to feel how I feel when I hear me.
4) Beef - I promise to not get into any rap beef in 2009. I will try my best not tell niggas I hate that I hate them. So if you have any problem with Mike Game, please know that nothing will come of it, but you looking foolish
5) McDonalds - I promise to cut down my meals at McDonalds from 5 a week to 2 a week.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Finally, Recognition (A CD Tradepost Story)!!!
So yesterday, as I was at work at the CDT visting 2008 Blog Of The Year, Byroncrawford.com, and chatting to my area manager/best friend Josh Stratman, the mail came. It was a package from the CDT Home Office addressed to the former manager (no need to mention her name, for she fucking sucks). Which fucked my soul up, I was like "Why after 2 months as manager dont they fucking just send shit in my name?", whatever. Anyways inside the package was something for who? ME!! Thus making why it wasnt addressed to Mike Guesby even more puzzling. Anywho, it was a card from the President of CD Tradepost saying "Mike, Thanks for the hard over the last year and the extra help at South Rock. I appreciate when people step up to a challenge-Jason". Attached to the card was my One Year Of Service pin. I quickly attached the pin to my Aero polo shirt. I felt proud, for whatever fucking reason. Now, technically I have been with the company for 2 years. I left after almost a year to join the reserves and then got a new job for 2 months then arrived back at my favorite place to be CDT. Before I was manager I was simply labeled as a part timer. Although I often worked 35-38 hours a week. So I pulled out the Employee Handbook, a handbook I make my employees read but have myself never read. So it states after a year of full time service (35 plus hours a week) an employee is eligible for 5 days PAID VACATION. So I am going to fight for the vacation. Though not considered full time, I did work the needed hours. If I dont get vacation, fuck it, Ill just throw a fit. Not like Ill quit, I dont think Im capable of doing anything else. While reading the handbook (which I knew I shouldnt have done), it said I am only allowed 3 smoke breaks a shift. I usually take 6 or 7. Mainly out of boredom, for my store does next to no business, which I love coming from the madhouse that is Pawnee & Seneca. I have already predicted my future. I will manager here for years, then Ill get offered a job at the Home Office, which I will more than likely take. Ill continue to hate life, but will hate it making more money.
Ill tell ya, if I to choose between rap or CD Tradepost, Ill tell ya Im picking CD Tradepost. Last week, a good customer of mine came in wanting a DS Lite for her little girl. I had 3 DS Lite's, but they just came in and I have to hold em for 2 wks so the serials come back clean. She asked if I could hold it, and I said "Sure". So they come in today, the little girl doesnt know what shes getting. Her mom tells me "Go grab it", so I head to the back, and ring up the DS Lite. The little girl just went crazy. She was all happy and excited. But started begging for DS games, and I told the mom "Ooooohh I wanna tell her" she said "No no" and I said "Ima tell her" and the mom said "Ok tell her", and so I asked the girl if she opened all her presents, she said no and that her mom was making her wait. And I said "Well, last week your mom came in and got you 5 DS games, but I wont tell you which ones" then the little girl screamed in excitement, and begged for me to tell her. But I didnt, mainly cuz I dont care to remember the shit customers buy from me. But yeah, thats why I do it. I do it for the smiles on the kids. I also do it because it places the destiny of many a douchebag in my hands. I am what stands between you your crappy items and whatever drug you need to use. See, I determine how much I will pay and if Ill pay anything at all for the shit you bring it. Which is why, if any of the people who sell me shit read this, DONT EVER EVER EVER tell me some sort of sad story or how much you need to do whatever. Because thats mean I start marking shit way the fuck down. Just out of spite. Say what you want bout my life rappers. Theres some of us who dont work 9 to 5's because music has been very kind to them (or in Stephon's case are just douchebags who sponge of they girls mom), theres others that have to work. Thing is, my job is better than yours. Cuz most of you niggas work fast food still, rapping in the back was the fries cook. I on the otherhand I AM THE BOSS!!!
Ill tell ya, if I to choose between rap or CD Tradepost, Ill tell ya Im picking CD Tradepost. Last week, a good customer of mine came in wanting a DS Lite for her little girl. I had 3 DS Lite's, but they just came in and I have to hold em for 2 wks so the serials come back clean. She asked if I could hold it, and I said "Sure". So they come in today, the little girl doesnt know what shes getting. Her mom tells me "Go grab it", so I head to the back, and ring up the DS Lite. The little girl just went crazy. She was all happy and excited. But started begging for DS games, and I told the mom "Ooooohh I wanna tell her" she said "No no" and I said "Ima tell her" and the mom said "Ok tell her", and so I asked the girl if she opened all her presents, she said no and that her mom was making her wait. And I said "Well, last week your mom came in and got you 5 DS games, but I wont tell you which ones" then the little girl screamed in excitement, and begged for me to tell her. But I didnt, mainly cuz I dont care to remember the shit customers buy from me. But yeah, thats why I do it. I do it for the smiles on the kids. I also do it because it places the destiny of many a douchebag in my hands. I am what stands between you your crappy items and whatever drug you need to use. See, I determine how much I will pay and if Ill pay anything at all for the shit you bring it. Which is why, if any of the people who sell me shit read this, DONT EVER EVER EVER tell me some sort of sad story or how much you need to do whatever. Because thats mean I start marking shit way the fuck down. Just out of spite. Say what you want bout my life rappers. Theres some of us who dont work 9 to 5's because music has been very kind to them (or in Stephon's case are just douchebags who sponge of they girls mom), theres others that have to work. Thing is, my job is better than yours. Cuz most of you niggas work fast food still, rapping in the back was the fries cook. I on the otherhand I AM THE BOSS!!!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Im Going To Do It, Mike Game Is Getting Deeeeeeep
So this weekend, I did some recording for "Before I Embarass Myself" (aka the greatest thing Ive ever done). And my original intentions was to finish what I started on "Reckless Abandon" and take it further to the left. "Reckless Abandon" wasnt the typical mixtape from these parts, it was just different. I just did what I felt on every song. I didnt really make any buzz singles or street bangers if you will. I just tried my best to deliver just nice raps. Songs on the mixtape like "Girl", "Rap Alone", "Big Dreams" and "Say Hello" were glimpses into my life outside of being a rapper. Something I feel no one really gets into. And if they do its them macking hoes or hustling, which I know isnt these other guys day to day life. As of now Im split, Ive got 8 songs in one direction and 6 in another. The first 8 were more lighthearted affairs, where I through caution to the wind and had fun with rapping. The other 6 though were depressing to say the very least. Its more in the vain of Atmosphere than anything else Ive done. "Foolish Games" and "Perfect Present-tense" are soaked with raw emotion from my dealings with relationships. I leaked "Birds Must Fly" a month or so ago and it dealt with my emotional state after my granda died and me n my girl broke up all in the same week. And you know what, raw emotion is what this Wichita scene Im in is missing. No one really examines their innerselves and reflect it on record. Why? Because I guess its not cool. Its not manly to do such. But Im doing it. Mike Game does "emo-rap" if you will. In March, Before I Embarass Myself drops, and the month before I will release all this other stuff. Get to know me, because you and I live the same life.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
The Greatest Rap Duos
I think Ima do a lil blog on my favorite rap duos, since Ive been apart of a few like GNC (Game n Ceza) Gold Card Gang (Mike Game n Yolie) and Illprint (Mike Game n K Sleep)
1) Little Brother
They just got this ill chemistry that just always works, like on the Listening, Pooh was clearly not as good as Phonte, but Pooh used the props Phonte was getting and hate he was receiving and just improved, fast forward to last years GetBack, and in my opinion, Rapper Big Pooh had the better verses on half the album.
2) Phife Dawg & Q Tip (Tribe Called Quest)
Now the first ATCQ album (Peoples Instinctive Travels....) was basically a Q Tip solo, I really dont know any songs that Phife was on. But what makes this group special is the same thing that makes me n Sleep special, the balance of two extremes. Phife Digg is always amp'd up excited and loud (like Mike Game), but Q Tip is mellow cool and calm (like K Sleep), and the mix of em its just remarkable. The tag teams they ran on songs like "Check The Rhime" "Electric Relaxation" "Hot Sex On A Platter", was just ill.
3) EPMD
I personally do not like EPMD, I dont hate em, I just dont like alot of shit they do, but this is on here for Sleep, cuz I know he'll read this and bitch cuz they arent on it.
4) Capone-N-Norega (CNN, bitch!!)
WHOA!!! I really cant talk bout how much CNN really shaped the way me n Sleep approach this shit. The War Report is a classic album, Nore just comes with a lighthearted way of telling these street tales, but Capone, that nigga just keeps it real. They new album Channel 10 drops next month, I will be owning it
5) Mobb Deep
Besides the Wu Tang Clan, Mobb Deep is just my favorite rap group ever. They just stay grimey and stay New York. I own every album from Juvenile Hell to Blood Money, got all 3 Prodigy solos and the Havoc solo. Havoc beats just give Prodigy the perfect landscape for street naratives. Then when you throw Alchemist in, its just mayhem all around. Though they have fallen off some (and by they, I mean Prodigy, who used all his rhymes on H.N.I.C.) but I still fucks wit em. Signing to G Unit wasnt perfect in the eyes of the fans, but these dudes been doing it for awhile and it was good to get that big mainstream exposure. But from Juvenile Hell to Murda Muzik, Prodigy >>>>> Havoc, Infamy to Blood Money Prodigy <<<< Havoc
Honorable Mention :
Illprint (Mike Game n K Sleep)
We're just fucking dope
1) Little Brother
They just got this ill chemistry that just always works, like on the Listening, Pooh was clearly not as good as Phonte, but Pooh used the props Phonte was getting and hate he was receiving and just improved, fast forward to last years GetBack, and in my opinion, Rapper Big Pooh had the better verses on half the album.
2) Phife Dawg & Q Tip (Tribe Called Quest)
Now the first ATCQ album (Peoples Instinctive Travels....) was basically a Q Tip solo, I really dont know any songs that Phife was on. But what makes this group special is the same thing that makes me n Sleep special, the balance of two extremes. Phife Digg is always amp'd up excited and loud (like Mike Game), but Q Tip is mellow cool and calm (like K Sleep), and the mix of em its just remarkable. The tag teams they ran on songs like "Check The Rhime" "Electric Relaxation" "Hot Sex On A Platter", was just ill.
3) EPMD
I personally do not like EPMD, I dont hate em, I just dont like alot of shit they do, but this is on here for Sleep, cuz I know he'll read this and bitch cuz they arent on it.
4) Capone-N-Norega (CNN, bitch!!)
WHOA!!! I really cant talk bout how much CNN really shaped the way me n Sleep approach this shit. The War Report is a classic album, Nore just comes with a lighthearted way of telling these street tales, but Capone, that nigga just keeps it real. They new album Channel 10 drops next month, I will be owning it
5) Mobb Deep
Besides the Wu Tang Clan, Mobb Deep is just my favorite rap group ever. They just stay grimey and stay New York. I own every album from Juvenile Hell to Blood Money, got all 3 Prodigy solos and the Havoc solo. Havoc beats just give Prodigy the perfect landscape for street naratives. Then when you throw Alchemist in, its just mayhem all around. Though they have fallen off some (and by they, I mean Prodigy, who used all his rhymes on H.N.I.C.) but I still fucks wit em. Signing to G Unit wasnt perfect in the eyes of the fans, but these dudes been doing it for awhile and it was good to get that big mainstream exposure. But from Juvenile Hell to Murda Muzik, Prodigy >>>>> Havoc, Infamy to Blood Money Prodigy <<<< Havoc
Honorable Mention :
Illprint (Mike Game n K Sleep)
We're just fucking dope
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
This Life......
Is full of awesome possum surprises....NOT!!!!
Today on the way to work the defrost on the Stanza UAV (Urban Assualt Vehicle) went out. So everything that was coming off the road (ice, snow and the likes) froze on my windshield. So I pull over to scrap it off and then it just dies. And then a cop pulls up behind me checking to see if I was ok. And thats the moment I knew the way I live is going to get back to me. Not only do I not have a DL, theres 3 or 4 empty bottles of soco hanging out on the floor. Clearly not in plain view, mainly because mcdonalds bags, menthol boxes, and my Army gear clutter the floor. But had he ran my license and/or spotted any of the bottles, then Mike Guesby wouldve been severely fucked. Also, my "til the wheels fall off" nature may get the best of me. I stayed in an unhealthy relationship until it was clear that nothing good would come of it (i.e. I got arrested again). And now my car is pretty much dead. People talk alot of shit on my stanza, as if its the best I can do. When its quite the opposite. I can more than afford and better car, but as long as it ran good I felt no need to get rid of it. So thursday, since its my day off. Ima go down and test drive some Scion's. I am a fan of the box Scion for whatever reason, so I may cop one of those. Ill prolly lease it, no sense in draining my checking account for a car. Or I could go to the used car lot and buy out right something for a few thousand. I dont know what I am to do. I could also just spend the 300 dollars and get my moms car fixed and just take that. But situations like this, make it feel good to be Mike Game. Because I let so much of life out to the public, that people think they know me, when in fact they dont. People judge me simply by the shitty car I drive. When any one close will tell you bout the money I have in the bank, and material things I splurge on (as far as local celebrity status I can count on 1 hand who beats me on the shoe game, and even then Im only a few pairs away from jumping ahead of them, or the chain I got and never wear, the only chain that gots me on that is Cliff's). I just dont feel the need to be out in the streets like that. I mean what do I have to gain besides making my foes look foolish? I mean they do it already by spewing falsehoods and gossiping falicies thats funny as fuck. My favorite rumor about myself is that I dont get girls. When this nigga and that nigga and that nigga over there have all had sex with the same few bitches. I just dont feel the need to associate with the same type of females you do, nor do I feel the need to advertise who I mess with. This town is so small and so big at the same time. And its really just a big episode of Gossip Girls, cuz thats all these guys do is talk about the next man. Which in turn, makes me one of the biggest figures around. I may not get the love props or respect, but I definately got the hate. Almost everyone who does music here knows me by name and knows my history and knows its not cool to like Mike Game. Which makes me feel special. Because I know 2 rappers from here, who got the same "big ups and mad love" to they face, but almost everyone would talk negatively about them behind they back. Which is the same shit thats happening with me. So thank you foes, by hating me youre placing me higher in the pecking order.
Today on the way to work the defrost on the Stanza UAV (Urban Assualt Vehicle) went out. So everything that was coming off the road (ice, snow and the likes) froze on my windshield. So I pull over to scrap it off and then it just dies. And then a cop pulls up behind me checking to see if I was ok. And thats the moment I knew the way I live is going to get back to me. Not only do I not have a DL, theres 3 or 4 empty bottles of soco hanging out on the floor. Clearly not in plain view, mainly because mcdonalds bags, menthol boxes, and my Army gear clutter the floor. But had he ran my license and/or spotted any of the bottles, then Mike Guesby wouldve been severely fucked. Also, my "til the wheels fall off" nature may get the best of me. I stayed in an unhealthy relationship until it was clear that nothing good would come of it (i.e. I got arrested again). And now my car is pretty much dead. People talk alot of shit on my stanza, as if its the best I can do. When its quite the opposite. I can more than afford and better car, but as long as it ran good I felt no need to get rid of it. So thursday, since its my day off. Ima go down and test drive some Scion's. I am a fan of the box Scion for whatever reason, so I may cop one of those. Ill prolly lease it, no sense in draining my checking account for a car. Or I could go to the used car lot and buy out right something for a few thousand. I dont know what I am to do. I could also just spend the 300 dollars and get my moms car fixed and just take that. But situations like this, make it feel good to be Mike Game. Because I let so much of life out to the public, that people think they know me, when in fact they dont. People judge me simply by the shitty car I drive. When any one close will tell you bout the money I have in the bank, and material things I splurge on (as far as local celebrity status I can count on 1 hand who beats me on the shoe game, and even then Im only a few pairs away from jumping ahead of them, or the chain I got and never wear, the only chain that gots me on that is Cliff's). I just dont feel the need to be out in the streets like that. I mean what do I have to gain besides making my foes look foolish? I mean they do it already by spewing falsehoods and gossiping falicies thats funny as fuck. My favorite rumor about myself is that I dont get girls. When this nigga and that nigga and that nigga over there have all had sex with the same few bitches. I just dont feel the need to associate with the same type of females you do, nor do I feel the need to advertise who I mess with. This town is so small and so big at the same time. And its really just a big episode of Gossip Girls, cuz thats all these guys do is talk about the next man. Which in turn, makes me one of the biggest figures around. I may not get the love props or respect, but I definately got the hate. Almost everyone who does music here knows me by name and knows my history and knows its not cool to like Mike Game. Which makes me feel special. Because I know 2 rappers from here, who got the same "big ups and mad love" to they face, but almost everyone would talk negatively about them behind they back. Which is the same shit thats happening with me. So thank you foes, by hating me youre placing me higher in the pecking order.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Something To Think About
**enters room**
Sit down and peep game, and see Game
Sing the same songs that the ogs sang
Gimme the loot bitch drop ya purse and ya neckless
Im suggesting, that you shut up and have my dick for breakfast
Im reckless, the questions pile up by the millions
The children walk into the abyss and lack feeling
About anything other than whats going on right now
And thats Mike Game hitting licks on kids like Im Mysonne
My songs, get called wack garbage and trash
But if Im so bad why do you fags acknowledge the fact
That I even exist, thats right you wish you were this
Foul mouthed closed minded muthafucka from the other
Side of the mind back in a time when I used to love H.E.R.
But now I just smother my lover in Southern Comfort
And rush her out the door so that my new bitch can jump her
Fuck her, fuck this rap shit, fuck ya homies and your mother
Im going off on a tangent, when my plans get
So twisted and diluted, who would even try to understand it
The damage, to my ego is like the shot that killed the Death Star
Eating cold chef boy-r, pondering on who the best are
Not yal, not anyone that you believe it is
Cuz seeing is believing and I still havent seen this shit
Sit down and peep game, and see Game
Sing the same songs that the ogs sang
Gimme the loot bitch drop ya purse and ya neckless
Im suggesting, that you shut up and have my dick for breakfast
Im reckless, the questions pile up by the millions
The children walk into the abyss and lack feeling
About anything other than whats going on right now
And thats Mike Game hitting licks on kids like Im Mysonne
My songs, get called wack garbage and trash
But if Im so bad why do you fags acknowledge the fact
That I even exist, thats right you wish you were this
Foul mouthed closed minded muthafucka from the other
Side of the mind back in a time when I used to love H.E.R.
But now I just smother my lover in Southern Comfort
And rush her out the door so that my new bitch can jump her
Fuck her, fuck this rap shit, fuck ya homies and your mother
Im going off on a tangent, when my plans get
So twisted and diluted, who would even try to understand it
The damage, to my ego is like the shot that killed the Death Star
Eating cold chef boy-r, pondering on who the best are
Not yal, not anyone that you believe it is
Cuz seeing is believing and I still havent seen this shit
Dear Winter
Dear Winter,
Fuck you, you punk bitch. Its fucking cold outside. I hate this shit sooooooooo bad. I cant even go outside to smoke a cig because I may freeze to death. Sure when its 112 degrees outside it sucks, but I can go out in a tank top and basketball shorts and be straight. Not today, oh no. Had to wear a sweater a hoodie and a fucking coat. Im too skinny for the cold bitch, so Winter, if you could do me a fucking solid, and go away. Wait, if you can bump the temp up to say, 40-50 degrees, Id be thankful.
Fuck you, you punk bitch. Its fucking cold outside. I hate this shit sooooooooo bad. I cant even go outside to smoke a cig because I may freeze to death. Sure when its 112 degrees outside it sucks, but I can go out in a tank top and basketball shorts and be straight. Not today, oh no. Had to wear a sweater a hoodie and a fucking coat. Im too skinny for the cold bitch, so Winter, if you could do me a fucking solid, and go away. Wait, if you can bump the temp up to say, 40-50 degrees, Id be thankful.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Man I Love My New Job...DRINKING
So now that Im done with rapping, I can now thoroughly pursue my new favorite past time....DRINKING
Now, Ive dedicated myself to a new role in my circle of friends, I am now that guy who may not drink too much. Last night, as I do many nights, I drank until I passed out. Last night was a lil sweeter for most nights, for today is my day off. So instead of drinking until the reasonable hour of 1 am, to get up at 8 (well the alarm goes off at 8, I dont really get up til round 8:30), I got to drink until somewhere around 5:30, 6. I dont really know for sure. Because apparently my mom got up for school and took my bottle of Southern Comfort out of my hand. Apparently, it had spilled onto the floor. And I really wish there was a pic floating around of me drunk on the couch passed out with my arm hanging off the side wit my soco spilling out.
I dont really know why I drink so much, I just know that my life is no longer complete with out my booze. And today I am in my zoo york lounge wear, debating on rather or not I want to take a shower. Because I dont plan on going anywhere today, maybe to McDonalds and run that number 12 (I need therapy for I am a bipolar alcoholic chainsmoker who is Nuggnuts!!!!!!).
Anyways kids, I got more drinking to do, later.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Soulja Boy Cranks Dat "Fuck You Bitch" On Charles Smackilton
So the internets most beloved nonrhyming Sonic sucking junkie, teh ghey Charles Hamilton (or Smackilton as I call him), has gotten into a war of words with none other that Soulja Boy. And its pretty much the most hater shit Ive seen in my life. Now, when Ice-T went at Soulja Boy, I thought it was wrong cuz Ice is old as fuck and his fans dont even pay SB any mind and vice versa. But in Charles, I see extreme jealously. He goes on and on, that Soulja Boy makes it hard for hipster rappers like himself, Kid Cudi, Asher Roth, and all the other dbags on that freshmen 10 cover of XXL to be taking seriously. NO NIGGA, the fact you wear pink Sonic shirts is why we dont take you seriously. The fact you bang needles is why we cant take you seriously. The fact that you look like you sleep in a van down by the river is why we cant take you seriously.
Now dont get it twisted, I am not a Soulja Boy fan, and if I was what would it matter??? I dont think Soulja Boy and Charles Smackilton make the same type of fucking music. Theyre both on Interscope, they both of the TI's on their side. Fucking Charles said some shit about SB being rich before him so theres no real comparison. In which I concur, you cant compare a rich nigga to a homeless nigga, I mean really what would be in the middle circle of the ven diagram, theyre black males who both suck at rapping???
What Charles doesnt understand (and neither do most Soulja Boy haters), is that todays music listener is DUMB.....AS......FUCK!!!! They dont like anything unless theyve been told a trillion times that its good and they like it, I mean fuck how else do you think Jay-Z became the best rapper ever and Lil Wayne the best rapper alive. Not because either of these douches make amazing fucking music, its because everyone said they were, so now we believe it as well (Though I love alot of Jay'z work, I believe his best days are behind him, and Lil Wayne, well, he's wack).
I really cant over how much I really hate this Charles Hamilton guy, in fact I hate a majority of the hipster train that he rode in on (Wale, Corey Gunz n Mickey Factz though, are all ill, Kid Cudi and Asher Roth, not so much).
Charles Hamilton, just because youre different from whats "hot" right now, doesnt make you better. Its just makes you that one kid in school who had to be the pink ranger cuz his parents were too lazy to get the same red ranger custume his whole 1st grade class had before they sold out. Wait no, you dropped out at like 14-15?? Began banging needles in subways and park benches. You know what, I know why you hate Soulja Boy. You were stumbling around in a diesel daze and wound up somewhere and saw Soulja Boy for some change and he simply said "YAAAAHHH TRICK!!" And now you have a vendetta against him.
And though lyrically Soulja Boy is wack and lacks substance, he is needed. Because I cant dance with a bitch to some Nas or Atmosphere songs, but when that Marco Polo or Birdwalk come on, bitches get to shaking.
Soulja Boy had made some great points on his behalf, its really not his fault more people rather listen to him than Charles Hamilton. I agree, Charles went out to diss Soulja Boy because no one really cares about Charles. I mean if I really had to choose between the two, on who Id rather listen to, Id just throw in The Benzino Project.
Charles Hamilton, again, I urge you to od, because not only does Jesus serve you on a daily basis, Soulja Boy just pwn'd your azz.
Soulja Boy - 1
Charles Hamilton - 0
Hip Hop - DEAD
Now dont get it twisted, I am not a Soulja Boy fan, and if I was what would it matter??? I dont think Soulja Boy and Charles Smackilton make the same type of fucking music. Theyre both on Interscope, they both of the TI's on their side. Fucking Charles said some shit about SB being rich before him so theres no real comparison. In which I concur, you cant compare a rich nigga to a homeless nigga, I mean really what would be in the middle circle of the ven diagram, theyre black males who both suck at rapping???
What Charles doesnt understand (and neither do most Soulja Boy haters), is that todays music listener is DUMB.....AS......FUCK!!!! They dont like anything unless theyve been told a trillion times that its good and they like it, I mean fuck how else do you think Jay-Z became the best rapper ever and Lil Wayne the best rapper alive. Not because either of these douches make amazing fucking music, its because everyone said they were, so now we believe it as well (Though I love alot of Jay'z work, I believe his best days are behind him, and Lil Wayne, well, he's wack).
I really cant over how much I really hate this Charles Hamilton guy, in fact I hate a majority of the hipster train that he rode in on (Wale, Corey Gunz n Mickey Factz though, are all ill, Kid Cudi and Asher Roth, not so much).
Charles Hamilton, just because youre different from whats "hot" right now, doesnt make you better. Its just makes you that one kid in school who had to be the pink ranger cuz his parents were too lazy to get the same red ranger custume his whole 1st grade class had before they sold out. Wait no, you dropped out at like 14-15?? Began banging needles in subways and park benches. You know what, I know why you hate Soulja Boy. You were stumbling around in a diesel daze and wound up somewhere and saw Soulja Boy for some change and he simply said "YAAAAHHH TRICK!!" And now you have a vendetta against him.
And though lyrically Soulja Boy is wack and lacks substance, he is needed. Because I cant dance with a bitch to some Nas or Atmosphere songs, but when that Marco Polo or Birdwalk come on, bitches get to shaking.
Soulja Boy had made some great points on his behalf, its really not his fault more people rather listen to him than Charles Hamilton. I agree, Charles went out to diss Soulja Boy because no one really cares about Charles. I mean if I really had to choose between the two, on who Id rather listen to, Id just throw in The Benzino Project.
Charles Hamilton, again, I urge you to od, because not only does Jesus serve you on a daily basis, Soulja Boy just pwn'd your azz.
Soulja Boy - 1
Charles Hamilton - 0
Hip Hop - DEAD
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
What Do You Think Bout Me???
What do you people think of Mike Game???
I want an honest opinion too, dont come up in here and just say "Mikes a bitch" or "Mikes wack". Just come in here and say how you feel, but please have an explanation. If you think Im wack, throw some real criticism in it.
I want an honest opinion too, dont come up in here and just say "Mikes a bitch" or "Mikes wack". Just come in here and say how you feel, but please have an explanation. If you think Im wack, throw some real criticism in it.
This Rap Game Is Just Like....
Wichita Hip Hop is basically "Nigger Day" on the View. Like for real dog, because basically we all just talk bout the next nigga. And I use "we" very losely, because I dont try to speak on other niggas until someone asks me "What you think bout ______" And my nigga Jarod from the Legends made the comment that I am a local celebrity. I was like "Word?" and I was like you know what I fucking am. My name rings bells you heard? I mean I aint the biggest nicest nigga around, but most of these "rappers" know who I am. Not a day goes by some rapper dude hits me up on myspace or sees me in these streets tryna get in the studio. And a certain orphan rapper from the Illprint family said niggas only fuck me cuz they know they can run my studio. I was like "Word nigga". I couldnt believe the fag said that shit, when he fucking paid to use my studio, and everyone has to pay. I mean one of my best friends Yolie has to pay. So I dont know what the nigga talking bout.
I was at the legends choppin it up wit Will and he asked me what I thought bout some nigga Marcus. And I was like "Who?" He was talkin bout this bitch ass nigga Marcus Hadley from high school. I was like "Man, dont ask me bout no one who aint important, only asks bout real rappers". I mean real, by you know, niggas wit a buzz, niggas wit a studio, niggas wit songs out. Not some nigga that raps to his homies.
But back to the topic at hand. Im tired of Wichita rappers so concerned with other rappers. I know niggas be like "Homie you always in beef". I KNOW!!! Niggas is pussy sensitive and soft. They live by double standards. Meaning, they can some shit bout me, and thats cool. But if I say something to em back or at all, its a fucking problem. Niggas act like every song they make is the best song in the world. I dont understand why I cant just not like one song you did. Shit man, no one performer is gon make something that everyone likes. I dont even like a half the shit my favorite performers make. Prince gots 28 albums out, I only really enjoy 10 or 12. I mean, I dont even like every song I fucking make. Sometimes I listen back, and be like "Fuck, I shouldnt have made that". But someone somewhere likes it, so I just keep moving. But go to any one of these rappers, I promise you, I FUCKING PROMISE YOU, someone has a negative opinion bout half the people you ask bout. Even worse, they wont even say it to that persons face.
ENTER MIKE GAME
I will always fucking tell you how I feel bout anything anytime. Grab me and put me in front of, hit I dont know, Jaxter or Bizniz Kid, and watch me tell em to they face they shit is wack.
What makes this whole thing worse, niggas be letting they obsession with other rappers is getting in the way of they own music. Niggas will make the same type of shit they criticize other niggas for making. Its sad, its fucking sad.
Mike Game will never break never bend never fold. IF you think Im wack, trust me, the music wont get any better. IF you think Im great, the music wont get any worse. Ill never stray away from what Im known to make, so why would I stop
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