Nicole Simpson Cant Rap

So I scrapped F.M.L. and started work on "Nicole Simpson Cant Rap" a return to form of sorts to a time when I was just a fun loving MC with witty rhymes and the charm thatd shake the panties off ya granny. King MC is back, but the "I hate life" raps. And Im tossing original production this round, since Im working on the album. Heres the tenative track list

1) Intro
2) King MC
3) Say Nothing
4) Apollo Mike
5) Brown Bag Sweetheart
6) Russian Roulette RMX ft. Rihanna
7) If You Like It
8) I Made It
9) Drop The World
10) Elevatorzzz
11) Baby
12) Whatchusay ft. Jason Derulo
13) Shining Down
14) Rad
15) Music Box
16) Carry On Game
17) Can You Hear
18) Im Awesome
19) Not Supposed
20) Kelly
21) Betrayal
22) Conteplatin Homocide
23) Outro

Say Whats Real

Good evening children, its been a while. No need to update on the goings on in the brain and life of Mr. Guesby. Fuck it, I will, cuz thats how I roll dog. Car completely slit its wrists in September, left no note, nothing. I can see why they say suicide is selfish, the Swagon didnt show warning signs. It never withdrew itself from the team. Hell it even got a nice shiney new 200 dollar windshield, a nice oil change with the NASCAR oil, a brand new battery, had a new lease in life. But one September morning on the way to drill it said "fuck you guys, Im going home" and by going home, it meant that highway I left it on, wit its ol bitch ass. November I lost my job, not really a story Id like to get into, since certain shallow concieted misguided whores like to constantly throw jabs at the god and his unemployment. Finally, find out why I was acting crazy and suicidal, fucking Chantix. Its a stop smoking aid my mother gave me. Which was 6 months expired. Chantix was already fucking folk the fuck up, being expired and mixed with heavy amounts of Southern Comfort and Valium I was using prolly wasnt helping. Im still with this Jamie gal, not a really a story Im willing to discuss because I have yet to figure her or what we are out. Its just best I dont ask questions, I get more sex that way...HA!!

Musically, well I still hate that Im painfully addicted to the craft of hip hop. My constant depression, has lead my music down a darker path. The results are actually pretty good, people like it. But now Im at the point that I wonder if theyll like it or me when Im no longer depressed....like thatll ever happen.

Im currently in a state of confusion, where I dont know who I am, what I am to become, who to trust, who loves me, and its painful to say the very least. Suicide is constantly on my mind. Because Im living dollar to dollar, not nessacarily knowing how rent will be paid if I will be able to eat that night. Jamie has been the best to me, on the surface, but underneath it all, I still question whats going on. Something I try to break myself of, and it often works, but it often doesnt. I find myself drinking as much as always, thanks to my liquor store giving me bottles on credit. Which I think is cuz Im the only guy on the S.E. side of the dub drinking Southern Comfort, I could be wrong.

Depression is the worst when you have absolutely no support system. I hate the "everything will be ok" responses. Because it may not be, life has a weird way of ending itself that way. My parents think Im just bitching, my girl tells me to relax. I cant relax when she is a good position, and Im in the worst ever. Its like everyday the clock is ticking. Like she'll wake up and no longer wanna be with a bum like me. And I try every day to prove my worth to her. Im not even collecting unemployment because the job lied and said I quit. I look for jobs everyday. And Im past being cool and frown upon or made fun of, so the gods been applying at McDonalds and shit. I just want a check.

The only thing really keeping me going is my dog Edge and my fear of God. Sometimes I doubt if the heaven n hell shit is real, but then again I cant off myself and it is real, thatd be awful. And my poor puppy dog Edge, where will he go? Will my parents take him? Will he go to the pound? He's too hyperactive (and bad) to really be adopted. If he is, will someone beat him? Questions I dont have answers to. And no the people in my life arent keeping me going because they act if I dont exist as is. Im positive my death would mean nothing to them.

So here I am, stuck. Stuck in a confused state with no end in site. I pray for change, but I all get is rain....sounds like a song.

Time For A Change

In December, I will release what will be my 10th and FINAL mixtape. Now, through the years Ive flirted with quitting music. And we all know I can not. So, Im not quitting music. Im just done making mixtapes. Im ready for albums, Im ready for that deal or something. I began my recording career in October 2006 with my debut mixtape "P.L.O. Style" and havent looked back since. Heres the complete Mike Game discography:
P.L.O. STYLE (2006)
MR 07 TIL INFINITY (2007)
MEMBERS ONLY (2008)
RECKLESS ABANDON (2008)
THROWAWAYS (2009)
BEFORE I EMBARASS MYSELF (2009)
ABSENT MINDED (2009)
HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER (2009)
DEFINATE SUPREMACY (2009)
F.M.L. (2009)

Now the the 3 between BIEM and FML havent been released yet, but they will. Next week Im entering the studio for the last time til the summer, and in one month bring an end to it all. I did one mixtape, and it was my greatest accomplishment. Then I did another one, no one cared. I did Members Only, started buzzing. I did Reckless Abandon (5237 downloads to date, 3000 of them in a month and a half) and all of a sudden I mattered. I was thrust into the upper echeleon of the scene. I did Throwaways and it became a must have for any Mike Game fan (all 2 of em, nooch). I did Before I Embarass Myself and god damn it, it was classic. But it was slept on, I dropped the ball on that. No worries, Ill spend my time after F.M.L. promoting my music to the fullest extent, and hopfully, this time next year, youll be hearing of me all over. P.L.O. Style, Before I Embarass Myself, and F.M.L. are what I call "The Mirror Trilogy". In which, like no other rapper in this town of mine (save for of course XV), I exposed every part of my life to not only myself, but to the world. I will always love them. PLO Style though lacking in sound quality with next to emotion on delivery, it was my very first, my baby. I spent the whole summer of 2006 writing and recording it. Ill never forget the 2 am sessions, the phone calls to Sleep at 5 am after I did a few songs to tell him how dope they were. That summer also introduced me to the man Ill always be associated with, XV. Alot of people know that he's why Im even around today. I started off as a fan, then an associate, then foes. That summer, he did something that no one expected him to do, diss a rapper no one has ever heard of. He was supposed to Ja Rule, ether me further into the irrelevence I was already in. But what happened? I didnt die. I didnt give up on rap. And for the longest, I had been that guy who got ate by XV. Personally, now Ive never heard him say this, its just my opinion, I feel he did that because he saw potential in me. I mean he was gettin hated on and dissed by everyone all the time, and never said nothing. Why me? Well, the whys dont matter, because Im still here. Im still one of the few MCs that matter. And who knows if I had the time to fully dedicate myself to this music like he or KaeWun or SoUniQ or LP The Hoodsta. I could blow this god forsaken town. Now, I use XV as a study guide. We're basically the same person in a way. We both have an obession with music and movies. We both dont fit in. We're both incredibly nice but horribly misunderstood. We're slept on by many. We're either loved or hated, those who like a Mike Game or a XV love everything we do, and the ones who hate us, well they cant find a nice thing to say. The difference between us is age, height (i got 2 inches on the homie, nooch), dedication and exposure. That will soon change. Also, it may seem like I slack on the music tip. But in 3 years I gave you 10 mixtapes, 5 in 2009 alone, I think thats quite remarkable. But I will say this 2010 is my last year doing this. I cant be a local rapper forever, I refuse to. So with that said, get ready for the ride of your life. Because Mike Game is about to be bigger than **Jesus!!!!

**PS Not Jesus in like Jesus Christ, Jesus pronounced Hay-zeus, the 6 ft 300 lb cook over at Alenjandro's, I will be bigger than him

Nigga, You Almost Was A Bitch

Ok, I really dont know why I chose that to be the title of this blog, but I chose it, so love it. Its been awhile since I updated the Illprint Diaries, and for good reason. I just dont care about this, or anything else for that matter. Life is just a big game of, Fuck I dont even know what to call it. Im just so helpless in my situation, and people just think they have all the answers. I am a realist, I live in reality, I base thoughts ideas beliefs and values on REALITY. So all that "things will get better, we all had tough times" mess, yal can KILL THAT NOISE. No one person knows exactly how another person has felt, despite similar or comparable circumstances. Nigga Im still fucking devastated about my grandma dying. Its been overa year. And people be like "we all lost loved ones", well fuck you, I didnt know your mom, and you didnt know my grandma so you cant feel the same way I do, nor have you ever. People in my ear "Your grandma wouldnt want you to be depressed", do you fucking know her? Do you know how shed want me to feel? How do you know she'd even care? How do you know that me and her had problems and just pretended (we didnt, Im just saying). Im so sick and tired of people thinking the emotions I feel and the shoes I wear somehow relate to them. The homie once tried to compare my home invasion to the time her cds got jacked, bitch it aint the same thing. Youre drunk ass left ya doors unlocked n shit. Someone broke into MY HOUSE and STOLE my computer dvds shoes clothes recording equipment, my whole fucking life. Now Ive got nothing, making me more of a nobody than I already was.

The more depressed I get, the more I see how fake everyone around me really is. They come by with generic words of kindness, when theyre just words. There is no genuine concern or kindness behind them. Just some shit they say so when I finally fucking lose it and end my life they can tell people they tried. And females, dont get me started. Ive come to the realization that they only want me for sex (as weird and fucked up as it sounds). At times, I really know what its like to be a girl. Bitches hear I dont wanna fuck, then they got no words for me. Bitches hit me up on the myspace, slide me they number at work, and when they get no type of attention or affection, they talk shit. Asking me if Im gay. No bitch Im not gay, I happen to be with someone (and I swear the next bitch who complains bout getting cheated on is getting beat the fuck down, cuz yal dont care if the nigga you fuck got a girl or not). And unfortunately for me, Im now attracting fat girls with kids and unjustified high self esteem, aka the type of bitch who doesnt even have the right to look at me, let alone speak to me.

Whatever happened to the days when a girl would just be fat as fuck and depressed and live her life in solitude? I miss them, now I got Lou Albano (R.I.P. Cap'n) lookin bitches out in the streets with they shit all out tryna get some penis. I can tell you what happened...BLACK GUYS. Black guys love them some white girls, and it doesnt really matter what she looks like either. I believe interracial relationships are based purely and solely on REBELLION. That slave mentality blacks still carry to this day, mainly because all of America wont let us be equals, causing black guys to gravitate towards the white bitches. They still got that "ima fuck masa's daughter" in they head, despite they have no master, and dozens of fat chicks theyre plowing arent any master's daughters. And white bitches gravitate towards black guys, because despite what they wanna tell you and themselves, itll still upset their family. Their dad is going to pissed she's with a black dude, and be pissed that theyre Anglo bloodline has been tainted with the blood of the Negro.

Now some of you may be thinking Im some Pro Black Militant. Well youd be wrong, Im mixed, my mother is white and my father is black. But as time goes on, Im starting to hate interracial relationships, mainly cuz it fucks up the white girl. They start talking ebonics and shit, saying the word Nigga and feeling ok about it. And fuck that. My favorite example of when interracial relationships work is my boy Kyle and his wife Heidi. They got a cute lil kid Mason (aka Murder Ma$e). But Heidi is still super white, and I love it. But on the other hand, Kyle is also very white as well (i dont know if Heidi had something to with it or not, I think he's always been that way). Now when I say act white or act black, Im not saying that every race should act a certain way and that be that. No, Im talking more of a cultural aspect. Ethnicities wouldnt be ethnicities without cultural specific aspents, otherwise we'd all be one thing, just shades of colors. But under no circumstance should anyone outside of Blacks ever say nigga. Unles theyre being racist and saying Nigger, then go for it. Because Nigger is a racial slur to cut down blacks, and Nigga is a term of endearment amongst blacks, key word being AMONGST, meaning if youre not part of that race, then dont use it. Im all for white folk saying Nigger to piss me off. Why? Because thats why its there. Nigga though, just makes me wanna punch you, because you clearly forgot your own heritage and now think youre black, and which Im ashamed of you. Reguardless of race, one shouldnt abandon their own. Dont be ashamed you come from the hood, so you tear down ya ghetto living blacks and wear Hollister and shit. Same with the whites, dont abandon whats been your lifestyle and in your bloodline just to be cool. I mean shit, if youre family are professionals with high salaries and youve been alotted the best schools, the best clothes, the best food, dont come to the hood and fuck with blacks just go against the grain, its highly disrespectful to both the people you are in with and your family. The same people you think are cool because of their hand to mouth paycheck to paycheck living would fucking kill to have the oppertunities you have.

I really have no idea where I was taking this, but it ended up somewhere. Im an angry person yo, people are upsetting me on a day to day basis.

Its Been A While

In case you were wondering what the above pill is, it is a Valium, aka my new best friend. I havent updated the old blog for sometime. Mainly because my life is slowly, but fucking surely becoming shattered. In August, some NIGGERS, with the -ER, broke into my house and stole my computer, studio, clothes, and dvds. I know who did it, Rodrick Ingram, I know your name and address bitch, youre so fucking lucky God runs deep within me. Then the engine on the Stanza (aka Swagon) blew on sunday. I aint got shit people. Its becoming harder and harder to function as days go by. Im also involved with a new girl, who makes life better, but also confusing and disturbing, but thats who I like my girls aint it?

Ive been writing alot more lately, since I cant fucking record. And I DO NOT LIKE where my lyrics are heading. Im getting back into the complex over the head ness I was doing years ago, which caused alot of my music to fall on deaf ears. Moreso prolly now, since my experiences have broadened and my way of thinking is different, it may be even harder now to know what Im talking about. I still got my boys Pinnacle n SK recording and putting out they hotness, so Illprint will be aliiiiive. But fuck it yo, like I said earlier, its getting harder to maintain. I drink every night, add some Valium in there and I forget whats missing from my life. I hate that I have to result to that, but Im so damn scared to face it sober. And my family is bugging, telling me everything will be ok. NO THE FUCK IT WONT!! That studio was my fucking life. The music I made was a direct extension of who I am as a person. Sure, it prolly wasnt the greatest thing made by anyone ever in life. But IT WAS ME. The studio was my release. Everything that bothered me, I wrote and recorded. From hating my job, to hating rappers, to hating myself, to hating my ex, to wanting to beat up my ex, to drinking, to loving Kelly Clarkson, to loving the first drag of a cigerette. I mean NO ONE lives this like I did. And now what, what do I do? I joined the Army to buy that. Signed my life away for 6 years. Worked 10 hard months to secure the funds for that. And some fuckface lowlife not willing to work hard thinks he can just eat off my plate? Fuck that, I said homie was lucky before. But Im losing it people, I may do something drastic.

As far as my new found dependancy on the pills and the booze, its not going away. Im not going to say "I can quit anytime I want". Because not only is that prolly not true, I dont wanna fucking quit. Ill quit when the pain is gone. Ill quit when I have my life back. ILL QUIT WHEN IM DEAD.

And speaking of death, in 2 weeks (Oct 1) I turn 22, its also the day my grandma died. So fuck being sober, yet alone alive that day.

Mike Game, Out

New Illprint Releases Coming Soon

Dropping Next Week
"Before I Embarass Myself" by Mike Game


Dropping In September
"World Fucking Famous" by The Bang Bus (Mike Game, Pinnacle, K Sleep, & Guests)

The 10 Rap Commandments

So Im on Twitter, I say "Fuck 2Pac" and the world ends. So Im inspired to create a list of Rap Commandments

1) 2Pac Is The Best Rapper Ever (though I disagree, it seems that its true)
2) Jay-Z Is The Best Rapper Alive (also I disagree, it seems muhfuckas love this guy, despite he's never been that amazing)
3) You Gotta Sell Crack (even if you didnt, you have to say you did)
4) You Have To Be "Hard" (people dont like rappers who rap about everyday things, oh no, everyday you have to commit crimes and shoot and kill people)
5) Dr Dre Is The Greatest Producer (despite The Chronic being nothing but Parliment-Funkadelic loops)
6) You Have To Have Swag (Unless you look borderline homosexual, you dont have swag, you need colorful shoes clothes and neckerchiefs)
7) Your Life Has To Revolve Around The Club (yes, everytime you must go to the club, pop bottles and leave with a girl, despite real girls never leave the club with someone)
8) You Have To Be Rich As Fuck (it seems like every rapper has enough money for maybachs and ice, which means Maybachs are the price of Kia's and I should own one)
9) You Have To Be Real (whatever that means, clearly my definition and the worlds definition of real is far different from that of a rappers)
10) Cant Love (Who gives a fuck if thats ya babys mama, so what yal been married for 10 years, you dont love them hoes)

Baptism By Fire

So Im gearing up work on my next mixtape "Baptism By Fire". And its going to be more of the stuff that was on "Before I Embarass Myself" except with absolutely nothing amusing lighthearted or humorous on it. Im feeling aggressive, I feel like being dark. I already have a tracklist compiled, for these songs have all been written. Time to lay them down. Heres the tracklist:

1) Wildflower 4
2) Conteplating Homicide
3) Life's Unfair
4) D.O.R. (Death Of Romance)
5) Day to Night
6) Kiss Of Death
7) Twisted
8) Bang!
9) Baby, Im A Star
10) Champagne Supernova
11) Emotionless
12) Treason
13) When The Music Stops
14) Catch Me
15) Baptism By Fire

ITs short, may get longer, but this is the foundation. Some things will be addressed,so stay tuned.

As far as Before I Embarass Myself, its coming soon, Im working on getting distribution.

The Final Solution

Right now, again, I feel myself like the 05 Eminem, you know burnt out on rap, minus the drugs though. My mom is sick, I hate my job, and Im walking solo in this game called life. I finished Before I Embarass Myself, but have yet to release it. Mainly because I know itll finally be my arrival. Its my 7th mixtape, and after 5 mixtapes of trial and error, I feel "Reckless Abandon" showed that this Mike Game guy not only could rhyme his ass off, he was starting to fill those shoes. Then Before I Embarass Myself showed the kind of range most MC's not only in my city, but in hip hop in general lack. And Im convinced I cant top it. Mainly because I started on the Bang Bus cd, which is basically audio pr0n. I wanted something easy to work on, because essentially, I cant stop rapping. But I couldnt go into a new mixtape, because my heart is hurting right now, and I dont want to do two mixtapes about the same exact thing, ie the failures that are my relationships. And I dont know what happened, but I pretty much have a bout 10 new tracks written in my head, this morning. I dont know, I woke up depressed, had some stuff on my mind. And I guess we could call it "freestyling", but the way theyre structured in my head is insane. Its like my mind was plugged in as I slept and just downloaded these verses into my head. And as far as my Illprint family is concerned, fuck, we had all the energy in the world a month and a half ago. Then it faded. Our writing techniques arent the same at all. Like Pinnacle has to really like, write his shit before he comes, he needs to crawl into the Pinnacle cavern and write in the dark, while me I just need a beat and a concept and Im gone, K Sleep fucking has to have the beat play for 3 and a half months, then he'll have a verse. LOL Im playing, but Im just more quick minded than the others. Nothing wrong with that, when we're together we're unstoppable. So its not like Illprint is dead, cuz itll never be dead.

Then I got myself into another rap beef, much to the dismay of the few other MC's I look up to (Manish Law and XV). They feel Im bigger than my competition, so why waste my time? And I try to formulate an answer, but I really dont have one. Its just fun for me. Its easy work. Like most of my foes are not even on the level I am lyrically or creatively, they make LCD rap (lowest common denominator rap). Mike Game though, is clearly on an higher echleon of this rap shit. I encompass everything. Ive showed I can lean and swang over southern stylings, step up my raw lyrical ability on head ripping bangers, bare my soul over tracks bout the most common human emotion (pain). These niggas out here, can only smoke weed, party, and sell nonexistant drugs. That shits so played out b. And most of my foes are barely legal. And it fucks me up, I lose hope for the next generation of Wichita rappers. Then someone like a Yung Zone comes to me, and hes fucking 18, and is shredding it, but is fucking lost as to where he wants to go. Hopefully I can point him in the right direction, Id hate to see him fall into some LCD shit. And what bothers me the most, is that I dont even wanna do the shit that Im even somewhat known for. I dont like the womanizing music, ie "bitch placing" music (cuz it puts a bitch in her place, lol). Like the Cant Have What You Like, Bust Yo Face shit. Like its cool and aint no one really talking like that. But its like people laugh at it, and kinda forget where I started. Like people forget I only rapped to soul samples, and every song was a page out of my life. Now if I drop a "Perfect Present Tense" or a "Foolish Games" all I hear is "I AINT KNOW MIKE CAN RAP LIKE THAT". Theres more sides to me, like "Perfect Present Tense" took me days to perfect (no pun intended). Shit like "Worse I Ever Had" "Every Girl" "Cant Have What You Like" "Bust Yo Face" was all done in the span of like an hour at most.

Where was I going with this?

Aw yes, I am going to prolly finally give this shit up, at least until I feel the game needs me again. I planned on "Your Moms Favorite" to me hiatus leading joint, but I will instead put out "Final Solution", the final part of the "Reckless Trilogy". This will be an EP, and will be a very serious project. So watch for it, its coming.

Girls: What I've Learned

Again my friends, its the pivotal point in Mike Guesbys life where another girl has exited his life, and another oppertunity for self reflection has entered. Now me and this girl, well, to be honest, was destined to fail from the beginning. Started off right when me and my ex (the Notorious K.A.I. aka Kieristen "The Hammer" Holden aka the muse for Before I Embarass Myself) had ended. From jump, new girl blew the door off infidelity. Now, the ex, she had her far share of dirty, but this girl, man. Less than a month into it she starts cheating, then gets herself in some sort of group sex incident that she labeled "rape". Yeah, you were raped, and at nights a walk the streets of Wichita in a mask a cap and multiple gadgets looking for my parents killers. I tried people, to do my best. But hey it was my fault for not letting the girl go from jump, I know, Im a sucker for love, and always find myself attached to the wrong type of girls. Theyre all dirty girls, so like my mentor Rob Dyrdek would say, Im DGL (Dirty Girls 4 Life). I dont know why, and I dont know how I keep attracting these girls. Its kinda like I like this shit. I know, Mike's theories come back to slap him in his unshaven face. Ive had this long standing theory that girls only like bad guys, which is why youll continuely run into bitches with trust issues and the likes, because theyre last boyfriend (or in more realistic cases, last guy they slept with), was a fucking sack. And in my case, each of my last girlfriends, were either hoo-ers or exhibited hoo-er like behavior. Each time, Im like "Fuck that, that wont be happening" and Kortez will be like "Yeah, right, of course it wont", then it will, then Ill be like "Fuuuuck!!".

Now, to what Ive learned.

Ive learned that with dealing with female sex, theres no right way to handle them. Everything is wrong. Whatever you thought you knew, you dont. Sometimes it works out, most times it doesnt. Like with this last girl, I had been super sweet n all that gay shit with my exes, and yet those bitches ran away to first guy who was semi attractive but treated them terribly. So I figured, fuck that shit, Ima be a fucking a douche now. And what happens? Well the bitch ran off to anyone trying to fuck. Maybe had i been nicer, shed at least have the decency to sleep with someone who wasnt ugly as all fuck. Ive also learned that all girls are the same. Us guys have this theory that pretty girls are the worst when it comes to relationships. Sure theyre great to fuck and are extremely easy on the eyes, but will more than likely cheat on you for they feel they are better than you. So I step down to the alright looking girl, and she turned out to be the worst of them all.

What I do have to my advantage, is a distinct sense of deception, meaning, I can pretty much tell when youre lying to me. Like the last girl, last few weeks, shes conviently either had to work late, or leave her phone at home, or go swimming at 9 pm when its 70 degrees out and looks like itll rain. Ill call, and when shed call back, 30 minutes or so later, she "didnt feel her phone ring", which I took to mean, "Hey Im sorry I was sucking some dick and couldnt answer, but whats up".

Suffice it to say, I have next to no trust in the female sex, and by next to, I mean absolutely none. And if I had higher self esteem, then Id prolly be better off. But face it, I dont make alot of money, dont look that good, has a small penis, and cant really perform well sexually, thus I have nothing to offer a lady. I do though, have a penchant for shit talking and making you feel less than me, so I got that going for me.

Now will I give up on girls? No, prolly not, but I do know that from here on out, dont expect anything more from me thant a few laughs and the occassional act of sexual indecency.

Cant Have Shit That You Liiiike, NOOOOOO

For your listening pleasure I bring you "Cant Have Shit That You Like" by Mike Game ft. K Sleep from the 2008 mixtape "Reckless Abandon"
"Cant Have Shit That You Like" : http://www.zshare.net/audio/60687349e94d0875/

Now for the topic at hand, a females sense of entitlement.

So Im talking to a friend of mine, and Im going on and on about how I cant stand a person with no job and shit. They mentioned they dont have a job, which I knew, but it doesnt really matter until it affects me. They wanted an example, so I said that Ill date a bitch with no job, fuck a bitch with no job, you know until it affects me. As in wanted to go eat all the time, and the bitch aint got no money. Wants to go to the movies or some shit, aint got no money. When a bitch wants to live of my funds. FUCK....THAT!!!

Ive noticed that in this 2009 day and era we live in, bitches have this fucked up entitlement issue. They feel they need all this because they have a vagina. Mind you, vaginas are susceptible to various infections and bleed once a month, something, I wont lie to you, I wouldnt want for myself. Sure, guys are interested in vaginas, but most would rather take a mouth. Now, someone will say some shit to the contrary, which would be wrong of them. Its a known fact that the only power women hold over men is the vajayjay. Because in relationships, women look at men as the protector the provider and as a sexual device. Women love sex just as much as men, men just arent sex nazis ie "Oh yeah bitch, NO DICK FOR YOU!!!" then the bitch gets on some act right. No, I guy can come home and find out his bitch maxed out the credit card on some dumb shit but will still muster the strength to fuck. A guy goes to a poker game with the fellas and that vaj is off the table for at least a month (or in my case, you take ya cd to a club during off business hours to try and book a show, bitch hears "i was at the club" and that vaj goes in hiding for 3 months)

But this isnt really about sex. Its about women feeling the need to have shit handed to them, getting whatever they want. Phonte was tweeting bout it the other day, about how he opened a door for an elderly woman and some young broad was lookin at him like he should get her door too, and he looked at her like "yeah right bitch". See, women got this independent spoiled shit going for them. They talk all that independent shit, but yet want a nigga to do something for them. And I dont get it. Ive been in a few relationships and I can tell you what I got vs what they got me. Ex #1 She got some animals flowers you know dinner dates (mind you im 17), what did I get? NOTHING
Ex #2 Got a itallian charm bracelet, a diamond ring, flowers, songs written and recorded for her. What did I get? A turned down KState scholarship, a broken heart, being cheated on twice. Ex #3 Got 2 diamond rings, a house, a car, half my army pay checks, countless sweet gifts and gestures. What did I get? An eviction, a past due electric bill, cheated on many times, a crushed shattered heart, and the possible abortion of my child. Now you see why bitches cant have shit? Cuz they want shit, but dont deserve shit. But yet, I still find myself treading dangerously close to making the same mistakes over and over again. I DO HAVE A SENSE OF ENTITLEMENT, every girl Ive dated, Ive been the best man I could be for them. I was nice sweet charming faithful all that. And never got nothing but a "Fuck you Mike".

So ladies, if you like Mike, and want to be with Mike just know a few a things
1)I will not treat you to anything
2) All dates will be halfsies (ie i pay for me you pay for you)
3) See something you want me to buy, well then start saving your pennies
4) YOU CAN NOT, AND WILL NOT, HAVE SHIT THAT YOU WANT LOVE NEED AND/OR LIKE

Charles Hamilton, Not Only A Gaybo, But A Punk Bitch As Well

So after months of beef with this gaybo, nothing seemed to be working on this guy. He continued to make shitty music, but would comment on my blogs, comment on my video, and post my videos on his blog, as if to talk down on me. As an MC, Im far superior, my cousin just so happens to be a drunk who works at the post office, his cousin, MC Lyte. Unfortunately for him though, even though hes on Interscope, Im sure that not only will my album drop before his, Itll prolly sell more too. But Im going to take some time to tell as to why not only am I the better MC, but also the better man.

"Dont roll bitches with kids its hard to control them
All up in my face, Ill hit the bitch with a stroller"
-"Them Hoes Like"

"Bust my windows Ima bust yo face bitch
Blood in ya grill, make ya fa real taste it"
-"Bust Yo Face"

"And naw, you aint ever had a man like that
Soon as you grab something make you put it right back, yeah"
-"Cant Have Shit"

"Busted too fast, the bitch wanted to laugh
So I left her eye black after I hit her with a shot glass"
-"Twisted"

As you can see, Mike Game has, and always be firm on putting his shoe on a woman, puttin a bitch in her place, controllin his hoes.

2 DV Charges
1 Assault
1 Assualt L.E.O. (law enforcement officer)
1 Battery L.E.O.

Mike Game is all about beating people the fuck up.
Charles Hamilton is all about getting beat the fuck up.

I now know his inspiration for "Tears Of Fire"

And Im 100% positive that Brooklyn Girls was inspired after he talked slick to some Lil Kim lookin Foxy Brown voiced Brooklyn Girl, who then beat him the fuck down. So he wrote a song about how special they are, lest he gets beat up again.

Now I know that if I were to encounter Charles Hamilton in the streets, you know as I step over him on skid row, I can punch him in the face and nothing will happen. I can see it now

::Mike walking down 147th n Lennox::
Charles: ::extends Interscope logo coffee mug:: Change? Change?
Mike: Yo Charles, whats up gaybo?
Charles: ::extends Interscope logo coffee mug:: Change? Change?
Mike: Naw son, I only roll that Intrust Bank Black Card
Charles: ::extends Interscope logo coffee mug:: Change? Change?
Mike: Dude, I just told you that I didnt have any
Charles: ::extends Interscope logo coffee mug:: Change? Change?
Mike: ::places nothing in mug:: There ya go fellow
Charles: ::puzzled disappointed look on his face:: Chaaange?
Mike: No, thats hope. Now dont use it all at once
Charles: ::extends Interscope logo coffee mug:: Change? Change?
Mike: ::punches Charles Hamilton dead in the face:: Change that muthafucka
Charles: ::sprawled out on pavement:: ::gasps:: Change ::gasps::
Mike: Change careers vato, haha, I said vato. ITs Illprint, Bitch

And They Say Keep It Real?!?!?!

"They talking all this keep it keep it real, man keep it real dont pay the muthafuckin bills" - Young Chris "1800Hustler"

So its getting a little too real in the streets of hip hop. Ok, its really not. But now, I can lie about some shit, then admit it, then yal will still love me. Well, pending I was an err "influential" mainstream big time rapper. Its crazy all this new "real" talk is coming on the heels of a blog I posted over on ICThipop about my fellow local rappers not keeping it real in their songs. In the case I was mentioning is that, the rappers out here work at McDonalds and shit, then get on the songs and shit rapping that they slangin drugs and shit. Which I know not to be true. But it was out of line for me to say such, seeing how 50 Cent and Clipse have been slanging crack now years after their record deals and acquired legal wealth. Is it ok for the major labels to push the lies their artists feed us down our throats and not ok for MC Joe Schmoe from 9th and Grove to do the same?

Honestly, I dont think its right for anyone to give us these lies. But at the same time, its entertainment, and Im sorry, if 50 cent started rapping about his meetings and corporate mergers and his budget and shit, I would not care. But when he does shit like "Officer Down" and "Heat" Im all in. But the thing is, I dont know 50 Cent like that. But I know these guys like that. Im sorry, but if were from the same place, and you arent living like you are on television (thanks Lloyd Banks) (and by television I mean myspace). But we got Rick Ross lying forever about being a C.O. then he finally was like "Yeah, thats me, I made a bad decision". Since when has getting a state job and making an honest living a bad decision? Im pretty selling drugs is a bad decision, one of the worst you can make for financial gain. For some reason, Ive always respected the jacker more than the dealer. Mainly cuz if I get ran up on and my pockets ran, Im out the $4.86 and CD Tradepost All Access Card, but the dealer is poisoning people for the long term. A robbery victims life is ruined only for the time being and based on how much they had on them, but the addicts life is ruined until they die. One day at a time, you can be sober for 20 years, then you walk into a party and see some lines on the table, you get offered, you tell yourself "Shit its been 20 years, Im sure I can have a taste". Then next thing you know you lose everything, youre back on skid row turning tricks for a hit.

I love music with stories. Like the new Good Charolette Cd is full of stories, most of rock is. My favorite song of all time in the rock genre is the Metallica cover of Bob Segers "Turn The Page". The picture of life on the road is painted so vividly, you feel like youre with them. Aint nothing wrong with the drug talk as long as its in story form. Like Ghostface Killah & Raekwon have been talking bout coke for the longest, but the stories are so ill. Even UGK's "Pocket Full O Stones" is a story, Pimp C tells you how he got in when he says "I got my first ki, from my baby mamas brother". But I honestly feel that has a rapper, youve got 2-3 albums talking about that drug shit. First album, cool you can do that, you just left the streets, its new to you. 2nd n 3rd album, you still got some stories to tell. But muthafucka after you been out the streets for 15 years (like Jay-Z), you need to stop talking about that shit. I honestly dont understand the infatuation with the street naratives still. I mean fuck. Most of the people buying your music arent living that lifestyle. Its ridiculous as fuck right now. And its crazy how Ill overlook blatant lies of a fabeled drug dealer, but Ill love some violence. And quite frankly, thats from the movies I watch. Plus when I get off of work, and these poor fucks who sell me shitty dvds piss me off. Do I wanna go home and listen to a muthafucka talk about his rims and shit? No, I wanna listen to people getting got. Cuz I felt like killing a person or two.

Asthma Needs Recognition

As a lifelong sufferer of the dehibilitating disease known as Asthma, I have proclaimed it my job to bring this to the forefront of the minds of America. I dont think its fair for all these charities and marathons for shit that doesnt matter (ie Cerebral Palsy)

Lets do some facts:
16.7 Million American Adults and 6.7 Million American Children have asthma
(compared to the 800,000 adults and 10,000 children with Cerebral Palsy)

Theres over 4,000 Asthma related deaths a year
(Cerebral palsy doesnt kill)

Now, do to the conspiracy of the U.S. Army to seperate me from the organization brings me to write this. I cant pass the PT Test, ok, I cant fucking run. But Ive had asthma since forever (the Army conviently didnt know about it until they diagnosed me with it). I couldnt do much running. The Army blames my failures in the run on smoking, which I do smoke. But fuck, I couldnt run for shit before I started smoking, and really havent had that much more of a hard time since I started.

Back to the topic at hand, I dont think alot of people known the damages asthma causes, its pretty much the worst thing that can happen to a person other than, say Herpes. You can spend a good part of your day not even suffering from the severity of Asthma, but as soon as you try to take a jog or get into some heavy sex, BOOM!! Asthma attack. And as per the worlds most accurate encylopedia (Wiki), Asthma is most prevelant in Puerto Ricans, African Americans, Filipinos and Native Hawaiians. IT ATTACKS PEOPLE OF COLOR!!!! It just shows you the type of monster Asthma is, its like George W Bush, it doesnt care about black people.

Fuckin Ja Rule Ol Jackin For Covers Fuck Boy

So fucking Ja Rule crawls from under his rock, disses 50 Cent and then swagger jacks Mike Games cover. First Im on Charles Hamiltons Narcotics Annoymous blog, and now this. What is the world coming to? I mean, youre gon fuck around and inflate Mike Games ego, which we dont need. I mean the cover for the Atkins File mixtape is clearly a rip off of my "Throwaways" cover. Listen, I know Im the Alpha and Omega for all things awesome, but geez, get off the bozack (throwback. All Im saying is, now that the flood gates are open, Im sure to hear some rapper sample some Trance hooks and make a song about their ex girlfriend (Im sure Rick Ross will do it, in referrence to Doorknob Foxy Brown, ha I said doorknob, nooch). But seriously who needs a new Ja Rule mixtape? Not I. Not I says the muthafucking cat. Like he has no record deal, thus leaving him on the same lines as Mike Game. Except Ive never been ethered in oblivion. I mean Ive been baiting Charles Hamilton into a confrontation for some time, but he's too busy not getting pussy and banging needles to get into beef. I know he'll lose, cuz Ill fuck around and have my London connect to get Idis Elba (aka Stringer Bell aka DJ Driis) on the track. Start talking that Bmore talk, dangling spider bags in front of ol Chuck, and its a fucking wrap. But Im serious, fuck Jeffrey Atkins. See, after 50 Cent crushed his soul, I was ready to give him a chance, because he was hurting for fans. But noooooo, he had to come step on my toes. And I know he cant rap better than me, because if that was the case, he would not be begging for record deals. The next season of Gotti's Way features Ja Rules 600 sq ft studio apartment, equipped with the 20 dollar baby george foreman and off-off-brand foods, and of course, sam's choice soda (given the nigga can afford the 40 bucks a year on a membership), then we'll do Dub K cribs, and see Mike Games 1200 sq ft 1 bedroom, with the big boy 100 dollar george foreman, only the most premium of Dr Pepper, and of course the freshest cuts of steaks and pork. Then we'll go down to the subway station on 110th n lennox, and Charles Hamilton will show us his multibox adobe, equipped with a milk crate coffee table, and mop bucket restroom.

Seriously? Like Really?

Maaaan, I fucking have gotten behind on my blogging steez. I know, I apologize to all zero of my readers. I got things to do, ya see. Working at CD Tradepost has left a taste in my mouth so sour, not even my evening fifth of soco kills the taste. I dont have alot to talk about that I havent talked about before. I know, my life is uneventful like that. Still working on my mixtape, it turned out to be waaaay more than I planned it to be. Now its just an epic masterpiece of part time MCing. Alot of people think that Im wack, but for someone who puts next to no real time into this music thing, Im pretty amazing. Buuuut anywho, Im at 22 of 29 official Prince albums, and Im fucking excited!! No really, I am. I live a life with simple tastes, doesnt take much to excite me, but contrarily it takes just as much to excite as it does to piss me off. Like racist son of bitches, like the brother and best friend of this girl Im kinda seeing. We get into an arguement, she gets shoved, and her brother says black men hit women because black men live like animals. Seriously? Like Really? Like Id understand of the cockfuck had ever met me or came inside the World 'O' Michael Guesby, but he hasnt. I mean shit, I live a way cleaner lifestyle than she does. But thats neither here nor there. I just really hate when people make ignorant racist assumptions, about ME, of all people. The "blackest" thing about me is my love of menthols fried chicken and rap music. I dont even really say "nigga" in real life, mainly on my rap records, and thats because I have to upkeep my street cred. And her best friend attacked the way I form sentences in comments I post on facebook. I didnt know I was fucking supposed to bring my A game, I didnt know facebook was only for the educated. IF that was the case, I wouldnt read as many ridiculous status updates that are hard to make out. The dude tried to break me down, and group me into some sort of lesser being than he. This guy cooks at a Village Inn for minimum wage for 2 days a week. Come on dog, like for real? Im a manager guy, me and you arent even in the same tex bracket. I dont mooch off my room mates. I stand on my own two feet. Yes Im black and yes I make rap music. You watch faggot ass Fantast films and play WoW. Girls like me, girls think youre disgusting. I drive to work, I drive to drill. You walk. I lived on my own since I was 18, you just now moved out. Youre allowed to get money from your parents, MY PARENTS ASK ME FOR MONEY. Ive had sex with 34 girls in my life, youre a virgin. You see where Im going with this, bitch? Youre beneath me, youre beneath her. Like I know she has shitty friends who make poor decisions in life, but you sir are the worst. I mean next time you think about talking down to a man of my stature, dont fucking forget that Im a local celebrity out here. And Im not teetering on the brink of homelessness....

And to the brother. Dude I had resepct for your missionary work and all that, but youre a fucking racist bitch. And I wish harm on that retarded baby your fat ugly wife is going to pop out. You were once drug addicted and a failure, Im glad you are serving the lord, but youre tarnishing the image of the faith with your comments like that. So while youre riding your high horse, when that horse croaks and you descend into the afterlife, just know that Heaven will not welcome you.

And by the way, the next person who tries to undercut my existence without knowing me, get to know me, then know how bad you done fucked up.

ITS ILLPRINT, BITCH

-Murda Out

NEW MIKE GAME MIXTAPE!!!

NEW MIKE GAME MIXTAPE
THE OFT-DELAYED
THROWAWAYS

http://www.zshare.net/download/57776590ba643dbd/

Fuck Yo City And Yo Town, I State Facts

GUESS WHOS BACK IN THE...HOOOUUUSSEEE
AMERICA'S FAVORITE IDOL SO THEY CALL ME MIKEY MOUSE!!!

So whats good in the blogosphere?!
Nothing new over here, prolly pushing back Better-Than-U-Topia because Mike Game gots a new crib!!! Not gon put out the details, lest some conflict addicted n-word tries to bust a move (a move thatll end in my size 9 black Van shoved up his ass, its cool because I got that waterproofing spray on it, and I rock 9's cuz they run small, but I digress). So things are heating up in the arena of me and ladies. I wont give too many details but my shit is turning into a real life Coldplay album, even equipped with a weeping vocalist (me, cuz im a punk bitch). But Im excited about my new place, fucking hardwood floors, and I can have a pet as long as its under 25 lbs. And conviently my min pin Buster weighs about 12 lbs. So he may be moving in with me. I will save him from my crazy fucking mother (real talk, shes fucking crazy buys them toys and happy meals and shit, you know things I was denied as a child).
Ive decided that since I got a one bedroom (i really need a 2nd but im cheap so fuck it). Im going to use the bedroom as a studio/gameroom/closet and get a futon for the living room. Seeing how I dont plan to have anybody over except Sleep Crysist Yolie and what ever young unsuspecting female I bring over to bang her hole out, I dont need to be all fancied up. Its 2009, were in a recession, bitches better appreciate a nigga with a job a car and crib, no matter how terrible each one of those 3 things may be. I dont know what happened with the production of my acting debut "(S)talker" but Im pretty upset that I havent heard anything in weeks. First Chris and Rhi break up, and everyday I wake up, feelin like punching a bitch (wow thats kinda of clever in a stealing and flipping lines that jay-z prolly stole kinda way).But um yeah, fuck white people. No real reason, but sometimes people think because a guy falls in love with Lisa Loeb and bumps Oasis in the Stanz he somehow lost sight of the bigger picture, that the white devils of the world cant be trusted. Unless its Lisa Loeb, I would trust her with my ATM pin # (mainly because Intrust bank has a thing with giving your info to anybody any fucking way)

Better-Than-U-Topia

So Im pushing the epic mixtape release Before I Embarass Myself into the summer. Why? Because its been upgraded to full on album status. I will be releasing my first album, and Im excited. Its going to be a limited release, prolly wont print up more than a 100 or so. So while Im trying to see how much money Ill need for it, Im going to be dropping "Better-Than-U-Topia". Not really a concept, just straight jacked the name from MVP, Umanga, and William Regal's group in Smackdown Vs Raw 2009. Anywho, I dont know where Im going with this yet. I have spit to "Brooklyn Girls", which I know is hypocritical and all that jazz, but the beat is nice, Charles though, still a gaybo. Also dropped "Crack A Bottle" over at ICTHIPHOP.COM, dont know if its upped yet, but I sent it in. Prolly gon throw the mixtape tracks (ie songs to industry beats) I did have for Before I... onto this mixtape. Im pushing myself on this. Trying to experiment with flows and really push my songwriting capabilities. I plan on dropping Better... March 24th, could be sooner. But I will put out that "Throwaways" mixtape thats just been hanging out. Im trying to work hard this year, because frankly this is all I have. Without being rapper Im just Michael fucking Guesby.

Is Chris Brown Going To Have To Slap A Bitch?!?!

ADVISARY: THE FOLLOWING BLOG CONTAINS SUPPORT OF SLAPPING A BITCH, IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED, I SUGGEST YOU NEED NOT READ ON

So I know, its nonstop talk about Chris Brown and Rhianna, but you know it aint fucked up until Mike Game adds his 2 cents. Now, we all know that Ive been quite hard on Chris Brown over the last year or so. Mainly because of his disrespect of a certain model I know. But honestly, when I heard Chris Brown beat up Rhianna, I was happier than a single mom with 4 kids on the first (Yay for Welfare,nooch), I mean I was excited to hear a young mixed brother like myself was out discipling bitches. I dont feel bad for Rhianna, not one fucking bit. Thats what happens when a bitch get outta line and talking crazy. Women are like children, how else will they learn not to fuck up unless you show them the consequences of fucking up? On top of that, the streets (and by streets, I mean internets) are talking. They saying Rhianna gave Young Breezy that herpes. Which in my book is always the perfect reason to slap anyone, let alone a lying cheating bitch. I mean Chris Brown was a fool for tryna lock her hoe ass down. He knew she was fucking Jay-Z, Jay's been with B since before Ri got hot. So Chris knew she was comfortable with cheating, those are bitches you cant trust. Now Rhianna is passing around STDs, that some unfaithful shit. Chris Brown youre ren-instated into the CLB, wear the colors proud.

I TRANSEND LIFE

No, not really. In the midst of a quarell with a former associate I came to the conclusion that I may be bigger than I thought. This guy claims that he is a bigger artist than me, for the simple fact a few people in his neighborhood know him, and not me. I love black people, Im from the hood, buuuuuuut my music isnt for your average hood dweller. Im more than heavy bass and trap music. I love how the hood changed things on me. Apparently Im no longer "real" and am now "fake" because I dont live how they do. Im sorry, I got other things to do with my life than baby mama drama, ducking police and slanging crack. This fellow im in beef with claims to sell pounds of "bro" and ounces of "blow". Which from personally knowing the guy, I know not to be true. But for whatever reason he thinks he is better than me because of that. Ive accepted years back that more times than not, I will not get that stamp from the hood. I go over their heads. But I do get alot of positive feedback from casual rap fans, from people who arent really into it as much as I am. A few people have told me to test my music overseas. Which is pretty much the only place that supports real hiphop. Apparently I dont go hard. Apparently I have to just get violent on records to be accepted. ::sigh:: I try so hard to not do that. Im finally at the stage in my career where I feel comfortable in what Im doing, where Im content with the way I make music and the music I make. I feel if give every record my all, then Im fucking going hard. But then I got it, this guy is but 18. And Im 120% sure that in the years to come hip hop will just die. Its clear that the younger generations appreciate and accept fairly poorer quality in music. Hip hop has a way to make you feel young and old at the same time. Im 21, Ive somewhat found myself, my musical tastes are far and wide, I recognize and appreciate the value of not only a dollar but of hip hop. But these kids make me feel old, because I didnt know what the fuck a "stanky leg" was. They make me feel old because I dont give a fuck how much a nigga got. All I hear is "yeah he got money though". In defense of whatever shitty rapper they like. Or "he getting bitches", you know shit like that. Fucking K Sleep said some shit like "are you mad cuz he getting more money and hoes than you" when I said Chamillionaire is wack. And Im still pulling hard for the East Coast, when most of the people around me have accepted the Souths dominance. Which I wouldnt even say dominance because theyre not selling records either, sure radio plays em alot, but "Imma Do Me" was pretty hot in the streets, Rockos album did like 20k the first week. To an extent I feel money and success do mean something in regards to rappers. Like 50 Cent and Rick Ross, suffice it to say, 50 cent made more money and obtained more success than Rick Ross, so Ross has no leg to stand on. Sure 50 lost to Kanye West in 07, but did anyone else sell more than those two? Rick Ross did something like 100k the first week last year, 50 Cent is such a bigger star. And Rick Ross wanted to say he is bigger in the South than 50 is. Well duh nigga. Thats like me saying Im more popular in the black community than the white community (although the lines are starting to cross).

But back to me and this fellow. Mike Game has transended rap. Im into making movies and such. Ive been invited to speak on hip hop at WSU. Reckless Abandon is at almost 3000 downloads. And people know me. I go places and get "Aint you Mike Game" it happens alot. No, people dont beg for autographs and shit, but still its nice to know people know me. And of course my video blogs are hi-larious. Mike Game is a personality moreso a rapper now. This fellow, not so much. He's sold 30 plus copies of his mixtape, which is the same gun and drug rap these wichita kids have been pushing for ages. I guess thats in the "HIP HOP TEXTBOOK" Chapter 1: Gangsta Image. Yal niggas can keep all that thuggin and buggin, Im out on that.

Jacking For Blogs (Thanks Jazzi)

So i was over at buffaloplaidgirl.blogspot.com and read my girl jazzi's post on 25 things about her, so I figured Id do the same, since people want to know so much bout Mike Game (ok not really)

1)Im a slave to corporate America, I have to have a 9 to 5 job, nothing else feels right to me

2) Hip Hop is my addiction, its a love/hate thing, at times I hate it, but can never walk away from it

3) I drink alot, I have an addictive personality so it was easy to pick and drink, which is why I dont do drugs.

4) I smoke cigs, its one of my few stress relievers

5) Ive been arrested 5 times in 2008 alone, 3 for driving violations 2 for domestic violence

6) I like to joke around about my DV charges, and often brag, I do it only to cope with the deep sadness and regret I have for the actions

7) I have a God complex, I dont know how or why I ended up with it, but I think Im better than most people, and no matter how I try to beat it down with logic, no dice

8) Contrary to what my tighter fitting clothes and less than urban speaking would lead you to belive, I am from the hood. Ive even sold drugs to provide for me n my lil sis when my mom was spending our money on the prescriptions shes addicted to

9) I honestly believe 50 Cent n Diddy can do no wrong, if I saw 50 cent powerbomb an 8 year old, Id prolly find a way to justify it

10) I secretly hate myself, I dont know why

11) 86% of the things you hear in Illprint music are things we'll either a) never do or b) wish we could do. I mean really have you heard how bad we treat women on records? If my relationship with Kai would show you anything its that im a sucker for love and a goddamned trick and a symp

12) I really hate the Wichita hip hop scene, some of its cool, most of it is a bunch of high school drop outs pretending theyre nice. And if I dont like your music then Im a fucking hater now, which I cant stand

13) I really want to go to college, but in the 3 years that have passed since high school I kind of feel too dumb to go

14) Im in the Army Reserves and Im best example of how to be lazy and get away with it, not that Im proud or anything, im just saying

15) I dont think Ill ever be married do to the last 3 gf's cheating on me, which does wonders for a young man's self esteem

16) Last year my grandma died on my birthday thus forever branding my birthday was the worst day

Mike Game & K Sleep, Returns

So, I think me and Sleep are gonna record some music today. Maybe, I dont even feel like rapping anymore, drinking and not doing shit is just more eventful these days. And why make the music? Im sure someone is gon be crying about how its wack, which really means theyre mad they didnt think of the shit Im kicking. Naw, me and Kortez gon just drop some ill shit. Like "Illprint (We Go Hard)". Why not "Dub-K We Go Hard"? Cuz...fuck Dub K. Naw, not really. But why rep my city in my city? Plus that lil bitch Chaos is saying he runs the dub, even though no one knew bout him before he was affiliated with the worlds greatest rap group (Illprint). Plus he on his cover swagger jacking the whole Shocker thing my nigga Yolie created. But seriously, this city is full of bitch niggas running they mouths bout wanting to bring the city up, while simultaneously bringing the city down. Thats why, I only need to fuck wit K Sleep n Yolie. Mainly, because the 3 of us are the best rappers in the world. Ok seriously, we arent, but I know for a fact K Sleep will lyrically destroy every rapper in the city. Im willing to bet 4 zoo york tees on that. But anywho, back to this life I call CD Tradepost. Im outski

R.I.P. Saigon July 1977- Janurary 2009

EXTRA! EXTRA! READ ALL ABOUT IT! SAIGON WALKS INTO THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE, HAS BEEN FOUND DEAD!!!

So Im not even sure on what started the beef, but this shit is fucking insane. Joe Budden, just destroyed Saigon's every existance with "Pain In His Life". Given, Ive never been a fan of Saigon, I mean he's always shirtless talking about how he's the future of rap, when he picked up rapping in jail. He has no flow whatsoever, which is partly why I feel bad for him. I dont have flow either. I just got dope lyrics. This beef reminds me of the Infamous Mike Game vs XV battle in 06. I opted to go with a more soul stirring somber beat, with my lyrics just going at the guy. Added a hook, and made my song "B.I.B.L.E." more of an overall song of hatred. XV went with a hype ass beat, and just spit punchline after punchline after punchline, bringing in private parts of my life in humerous ways. Joe Budden has done the same, and basically I dont think Saigon can survive. Here are the highlights of Joe Budden anally raping Saigon.....

"You got a gut feeling you hot, I think you cant stomach a fever"

"Shots peel at your entourage, nigga couldnt even get a deal on Entourage"

"Tell me like, hows it harder to be me, when I lose in real life, but you cant even win on tv"

"Tell me why the dude Just Blaze signed, cant even catch a bassline out of Baseline"

"Word on the computers is that he M-I-A, cuz he been fell off like Yung Berg on the scooter"

"Velcro his tongue, hope dude stick to his words"

"Naw I dont his struggle is lacking, he did a long bid came home and had trouble adapting"

"And the poor fans had kept the hope, when prison was the only place he's next to blow"

"Though he called me a fag, like he homophopic, when they had him on his knees saying Homo hold it, spun him around he say Please dont poke it"

"See thats when the lies get deeper, he went in a tight end but came out a wide receiver"

"Someone better call the 3rd wheel so they can stop the fuck"

"Fill his whole body wit metal now he Weapon-X"

"He's like hockey, he retired for a minute, came back and no one cared"

"You know Im a rap Giant dont Plax yaself"

"Cut the track off, listen to ya thoughts, checkmate"

I mean those are the highlights, the whole song is a 5 star epic diss. If I was Saigon, Id just continue to not do shit, cuz if I were to respond with the mediocore skills Sai pocesses, Id run risk of playing myself.

Wait, Saigon said when he sees Joe Budden he's gon punch in the fucking face. Well Sai, this is really the only way to get back at Joe. Surely rapping wont do it cuz youll just get ate again. Buuuut, I wouldnt wanna fuck around and get beat the fuck down by Joe Budden either.

I Think Im Going To Quit Rap For Sure, Ima Be A Wrestler

Man, at 21 you realize some things in your life are escaping you, such as childhood dreams. When I was 5 I thought being a rapper would be cool one day, and after 5 mixtapes and a career spanning 12 years of rapping (only 5 of actual recording), I can say that its not that cool anymore. After seeing season 1 of Entourage, I figured I wanted to be an actor. My boy Gavin is shooting a movie and wants me to a male lead, so Im adding that to the resume. Suffice it to say, Im doing alot of things Child Mike wanted to do. Now, Im going to be a wrestler. My boy Angel (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angel_Medina_(wrestler) ) use to wrestler in ECW and has agreed to train me. So there it is, Mike Game rapper/actor/wrestler. You know it kinda feels good to go back and do alot of things you wanted to do as kid. Sure, Im not winning Oscars or Grammys, nor am I selling out arenas and making millions like I envisioned I would as a kid. But Im trying my hand at my dreams. Something alot of people cant say they can do. So there you have it.

Dear Christian "Yung Berg" Ward

Dear Mr. Berg,
As the Chairman Of The Coalition of Lightskinned Brothers (CLB), I am finally terminating your membership, giving you a banishment for life. Now, do not feel bad about yourself. Youre now part of the CBLB (Coalition of Banned Lightskinned Brothers), youre accompanied by Terrance Howard, Chris Brown, and Teck Money from the Real World. T.H. was banned for his oversaturation in cinema and output of shitty material, C.B. is banned for a personal incident involving my co-Chairman Sir Ceza Dejanero of Philadelphia, and Teck is banned for the say reason youre banned, excessive niggerdom. Now Berg, when I saw a talented lightskinned brother come in the game with such ferocity was you did, I took notice. When all the ladies were snatching cool playas off the wall to get they groove on when "Sexy Lady" came on, we were down. But over the last year, I dont know what got into you. You went on a tangent about dark skinned women, known in the CLB as Dark Butts. In the CLB, do we generally stay away from females darker than us? Yes, yes we do, but its only to keep the skin of the future generations that smooth caramel color the world is so fond of. But we do not discriminate, if our hearts want dark butts, then dark butts it tis to be! Then fellow CLB Maino had to slap you and put you in your place, as a good member you sat and tooketh like a biatch. Then you were going at senior member Shad "Wow Bow" Moss, whos been in the CLB since its inception in 2000. Then you commited the worst of all offenses, and let that dark muthafucka Trick Trick run your chain. Berg, you continually play yourself, and as a result, play out the CLB. Recent video footage of your fiasco (not of Lupe proportions) with the cops. WHAT THE FUCK BERG?! You are damaging the integrity of the CLB with such shennanigans. We dont cooperate with police, we dont acknowledge ourselves as "Artists" to get off. We are men, we take whats handed to us and moveth forth. We do not crash mopeds. You have upset me, Berg you are out.

Sincerely,
Michael Emmanuel Guesby Esquire
aka
Sir Mike Game of Wichita
Chairman Of The CLB

March 24th Bitches

Before I Embarass Myself, will be dropping March 24th for your listening pleasure. You guys will be treated to a whole new Mike Game. There is no guest appearences on this one. Im really going all the way in on this. Ive figured ive never really pushed myself in my music. Ive been doing whats easy for the last few years. But now Im ready to step it up and give it my all. Right now, its not bout being the best rapper period, its about making you feel how I feel. Alot of people tell me just to write the shit the happens to me in my life and put it on record, and I will. I honestly feel as if Im somewhere else in this rap shit. Like I dont fuck with everybody. Like Im all by myself in this music. I mean Im cool with alot of people, but we dont gel well musically. The only 2 people I really make good music with is Yolie and K Sleep. But keep an eye out on the page for the videos for "Before Before I..." which is the making of Before I Embarass Myself. Which will be me just spitting son, I dont really make beats. But as always its Illprint Bitch

If 50's Back, Then Mike's Back

So I was over at XXLMAG.COM, chillin in the bangers section, hearing a bunch of new 50 Cent tracks, and he's fucking back. On "Play This On The Radio" he just comes out hungry and swinging. "First they think the faggot's hot, then they let that junkie shine/They gave em all the trophies, so tell me where the fuck is mine". Pretty much going off and Kanye and Wayne. Which is needed. Because Kanye talks alot of shit, and no one really goes at him, because he's a bitch. His music is phenomenal, but its his ego that fucks with me. He acts as if he's the greatest person to do music ever in life. And Wayne, well Carter 3 was enjoyable. But he is not as good as people like to make him out to be. I dont understand the hype. But 50 sounds hungry again, and why wouldnt he? I mean they cancelled his tv show and they cancelled the production of his Pontiac G8 Truck. So he feeling the pressure. So since he's back, Im back. Fuck all the soft emo shit I was working on, I gotta come for these niggas throats. Its Illprint Bitch

Ok, I Lied...Again

So Wednesday night me and Josh went to Jezebels, I got drunk and spent too much money, fell in love with a skripper by the name of Essence, and slept all of thursday. So I dont have "Throwaways" up as I said I would. But its ok, I will zip it down and zip it out. I got drill this weekend so you know that I got a whole lot to do, nooch. But its all old songs, so I dont know why I am fucking around. And I may be pushing back "Before I Embarass Myself". Mainly cuz Im no longer recording the music I wanted to for that project, Im back to typical Illprint affair (ie songs about rapping and fucking moms). Naw, Ill still put BIEM out on time. Prolly release another mixtape next month "Mike Games Happy Times". Because the music, well, itll be happy fucking music. 3 mixtapes in 3 months? What the fuck Mike? Dont tell me youre getting consistent? No, no Im not. Wait, yes, yes I am. So be ready for alot of Mike Game, youre soon going to be forced to fucking LOVE ME!!!

Guesby Genetics

As well as my deep beliefs in religion and male supriority, I also hold deep beliefs in genetics. Meaning, I believe that all things done in generations before in my bloodline contribute to decisions I make on a day to day basis. Which sucks bad, because it adds to the fears I have. Like my mother, I suffer from fucking codepency. She is so dependant on my father, for whatever reason. Which Ive lead to believe, contributes to my ever needing to be in some sort of relationship. Like my dad, I also believe Im the most important person to anybody. I, myself, like to remind him time and time again that I do not need him and he is of minimal importance in my life. But at the same fucking time I remind him the opposite because do to my license being suspended, I cant register or insure the Stanz, in which I have registered in his name. Like my grandfather, his siblings, and his father, I loves to drink. And like his brother Al, I may or may not have a thing for violence of the domestic nature. But my grandmother loved shoes, like I do. But she was also a diabetic, which I am fearful of already being. Also like my grandfather, I am short and weigh next to nothing. My cousin Sherman and I are fucking twins and its scary. Because not only is he not mixed, hes a good 8 years older than me. But we both have a love white women, and a love of the word bitch. I think he got locked up for beating a bitches ass, and from what I hear, it wasnt justified in any means. Like my dads sister, my aunt, Gina, I have a thing for acting, unfortunately for me no one has shown interest in my acting capabilities (you bitches). My sister though, is plus sized, like my grandma and most women in the Guesby family. So I win. HA! Take that T Gues!! But the one Guesby trait that shapes me the most is dedication. A Guesby will stick to something until the end of fucking time. My uncle Bug (my grandpas brother, in which Ive never learned his real name, what if its something plain like Tom?), worked at the carpet mill in Anadarko, OK until it closed down, and then found a job making way more. Was that job always there? Prolly, but why leave something youve been doing forever? Which is why Im still at CD Tradepost and still rapping. Im pretty fucking sure that I could find another job making double what I make now, but if I know this job like the bottom of my penis and live ok off the wages I earn, why not stick with it? Women who read this, you might wanna start conditioning yourself to become a Guesby, cuz its waaaaay better than being a Byrd (oooooh, got ya Sleep, Im playing though bro, Im sure its dope being a Byrd)

Whats Next For Mike In 2009???

Me and Kortez have formed a production team, MKMB Productions (Mike n Kortez Making Beats). We really havent made any beats yet, Ive just been gathering samples to use for when we execute the move. I figured why not make beats? Everyone else is doing it. Thing is, once we start making beats, we'll prolly never rap to anyone else beats forever. And unlike everyone else, we prolly wont even sell our beats to anyone. Given our beats are hot and people want on them, the only way to get them is have us featured on the song as well. But thats just wishful thinking on my part. We also got the wedding of Ceza to Nessa, which Im more than excited about. Because, well Ive known Cez for a good 8-10 years. And weve both have been in and out on this relationship thing. Im happy to see my brother land that right one. Lord knows after Ms. L, the foundation of failure for future girls was laid. But Nessa locked the boy down. She had my nephew Trey (Andre McDaniel 3rd). So even they dont work out 10 years down the line, shes still my nephews mama, so shell always have some form of respect from me. Ceza and Kortez dont really know each other well, but its cool, Cez still tossed my other brother an invite. See, thats the beautiful thing bout good friends. Me n Cez are best friends, but we live on different parts of the country, but he recognizes my brother Kortez as his, and vice versa. Plus, Mike, Kortez, and Ceza together, at once??? SHENNANIGANS!!! I already told Ceza, he best not have a Bacheleor Party, cuz me and Kortez are more than likely gon get drunk and try to persuade the strippers to suck us off. And Ill also prolly try to spit game to his sister Erika. I mean she single and we both grown, thats all Im saying. LOL naw, Im just excited to see a beautiful union take place. Plus, you know we gon get in the booth and just rip it up something vicious.

What else to look forward to in 2009? I dont know, come December, itll be my 2nd year at CD Tradepost. October will be my 3rd year in the Army, making my contract almost fulfilled. I may finally record an album, naaaaaaaw I wont. "Before I Embarass Myself" will drop in March. Prolly squeeze another Gold Card Gang mixtape out during the summer. Fuck, the K Sleep solo mixtape may even come out. Its like the Wichita Detox, I fucking swear.

Kansas' Number 1 Blog

I swear, I have the greatest blog in my city, and thus my state. I wanna have the greatest blog evar. But as far as ridicilous blogs go, I fucking win. I mean where else can you go to get random tagnents about rappers, as well as blogs about chocolate cake? I mean I wanna go back to the days of raw controversy, the shit that made my myspace blog so hot in the skreets. But unfortunately, I am no longer the angry teenager I once was. I matured into the depressed adult you see now. I wish I had the motivation to do better things in life. For I feel a radio show, or tv show, pretty much anything that can be used as a soapbox, would be fucking perfect for me. But I dont have the motivation to do anything but drink and play smackdown vs raw 2009.Which is by far the best and worst Smackdown ever. Way better than 08, for Ive been in the company for like a year (in the game) and have every title. In 08, Ive been in the company for a year and still have a rating of 37 with no title shot, and a ridiclous fued with ECW.

Anyways, if theres some sort of award to be won for blogging in Wichita, I win.

Mike Game Presents "Throwaways"

So on Friday I will be dropping my "Throways" Mixtape. Its just a lose collection of songs and freestyles Ive recorded throughout 2008. Theyre left overs from the unfished mixtape epic "I Love The 90's". As well as songs left off of "Reckless Abandon" and it also includes the first 2 singles from the Illprint mixtape "Definate Supremacy". So here's the tracklist. Friday the cd comes out, download it, and continue to hate Mike Game.

1) Gather Round ft. K Sleep
2) Right Now (Yal Niggas Gotta Die)
3) Good Stuff Freestyle
4) Big Hammers ft. Big Steel & Stringer Barksdale
5) Go Hard (freestyle)
6) Late
7) Flashing Lights ft. Yolie
8) Mike Shot Ya ft. JDaKidd
9) 5,000 Ones ft. Rapgodathers.com
10) The Coolest Mike
11) Mike's Millionith Milli Freestyle
12) 3 Kings ft. Mantis & JDaKidd
13) Droppin Gems (Drop A Gem On Em 08)
14) Bust Yo Face
15) Smile 08
16) Wouldnt Get Far Freestyle
17) T.R.O.Y. 08 ft. Ceza Dejanero
18) For Tha Ladiiieeezzz
19) For The City
20) Mighty Healthy Freestyle
21) Mike N Steel Freestyle ft. Big Steel
22) Money (Yolie ft. Mike Game)

Cake For Breakfast

So I stopped by Dillions to pick up my lunch as I was on my from the bank. My lunch is the same thing everyday, microwavable Dinty Moore beef stew. As Im walking around aimlessly, I head over to the bakery. What do I see? Cake. Not any cake, chocolate cake with white icing, which is only my 2nd favorite kind of cake, behind strawberry of course. So I see it is 2 slices for 2 dollars. So I gripped it. Grabbed my red bull, dr pepper (or DP as the streets call it), beef stew, and pack of menthols. Cake is my breakfast this morning. Which is really one of the few luxuries of adulthood. I find myself doing things as an adult, that child Mike would be jealous of. Like, sometimes Ill stay up late playing video games. Child Mike was never allowed. I eat McDonalds every day, Child Mike only once a week, and thats if the grades were good. And today, I ate cake for breakfast. And as I took that first bite, I could feel Child Mike staring me down with hate in his eyes, as he mouthed "You punk bitch". So Child Mike, this cakes for you.

Fuck Wichita, Im Moving To Harlem

Now, we all know how much I hate Harlem rapsters (Cam'ron, Charles Hamilton and the likes), but I was over at the worlds greatest blog (byroncrawford.com), and he was talking bout white women who move to Harlem for the cheap homes, but are deciding to move out because niggas keep hollaring at em. Theyll walk down the street, to I dont know, Jamba Juice or some shit (wherever white New Yorkers go), and black guys would say shit like "Yo baby you got a phat ass" or "Aye, aye WHERE YO MAN AT?!". Ok, Im guessing thats what they said, I have no concrete evidence.

Sidenote: I recently spoke to Josh's new hire at Pawnee & Seneca, Laura, who is a white woman. She told me that black guys really do say shit like "Where yo man at?!". Which is something Josh said black guys do, but Ive never really heard it myself. Black guys, feel me in on such.

Back to the post. As Bol pointed out, if these women are being hit on by niggas, then they must be the type of white girl that white dudes dont find attractive. Meaning, they must not have pancake asses with mismatching abnormally sized breasts.

Now you may be asking, "Mike was does this have to do with you?". Well douche, I will tell you. Throughout my life, my love of white women as proved to work most times in my advantage. I am usually almost always the first black guy theyre with. Mainly because of my "sorta blackness". Menaing, I am dark enough in color, with some negro overtones to my personality, but still relate to the common white person, because well I am also "sorta white". And like Bol, I am always viewed as that non-threatening black person white people spend their whole social existence trying to find. Unfortunately, the role of non-threating black guy hinders my career in rap, because fuck if white people arent even scared of you, it means most black people dont either. So I plan on moving to Harlem, to save these white women from forever hating black guys. I figure I could clean the fuck up out there, for I am striking out here. Because theres only 2 types of white women here, the ones who dont like black guys, and the one who only like black guys, and those bitches talk more hoodrat than most black hoodrats I know.