Tuesday, June 30, 2009

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.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

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.

Monday, June 1, 2009

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.