The Story of mphatigo
and how he became a supergerm
it started way back in history, when a young man wrote a rhyme for extra credit in his 4th grade class. I guess you could say it was my very first performance. I got rave reviews as well as 10 points, now that's getting paid. fast forward about 10 years and you see a brother and his boy start the Funky Phonetics in high school. under the name of LiveWire Poet Laureate, I used to get up at 5:30 am on sundays, but not for church, but to get some of the spare studio time for free. Made the song "Tell it to my Face", a catchy lil ditty with a donnie hathaway sample, it was the bomb, even if I do say so myself. The next was done under the name of The Solar Workshop, force to change the name because of biters and biting ass crews, Rick Blunt and I dropped the raw that is "Lyrics Off my Chest", "I Go Burn" and "The Anthem of The Caveboy Destroyers". A good demo, but it didn't go to far, mostly due to lack of direction and group turmoil about which way we were going to go. Break up, isn't that always the way? Enter mphatigo. The music gets weirder, and much stronger.
I got some great sex before I took that fateful 5 hour bus ride to Austin TX to cut "The Dirty Work" with JD. It was the first independent vinyl of the new age to come out of Houston. JD with the stupid beats, and mphatigo with the sick thymes, how could it not have won? Which it did, it caused a lot of suckas to revalute what it meant to be an underground rapper, cause while they were talking about doing it, we had it done. In the aftermather there were battles, shows and radio apperances. Dispatching fools left and right, it was time to cut another record, but the best of it eventually ended up as test recording, but still good enough to make people take notice and get scared.
Look, thats just a lil bit of history on the Super Germ, but the bottom line is this: I make my own beats, write the rhymes to beat yo ass, and am the most original muthafucka you're going to meet. I've influenced more than I can count, and even many more wont admit it. I intimidate many, confuse others and confound some, but I thats not the point. I seek to advance my rhyme, keep lyrics and creativity a constant, and elevate the concept of what music can be. I don't give a damn about the money, the fame or the rappers who sit around and congratulate each other on how hip-hop they are. I rhyme hard, and that's what time it is. Trap Door, Biiiiiitch!