DEAR FANS, SEPT 8 2003
I thank you for buying my cd-
But if I don’t go platinum I hope you catch H.I.V.
Matter of fact Im gonna give my groopies std's-
So I can infect anyone who’s not fucken with me.
Im the m.c. that issues fake id’s-
To preteens so they can avoid parental advisories.
Then blame the parents and say it was bad families.
assault n battery if you that think you a battle m.c.
NONCENTZ incourages you to take a 9s’legal brother
Throw on a shirt, a skee mask, balme my album cover.
when you hold up SAMGOODIES gun point-
blast who AINT GOT OR WONT COP my joints.
See this is my job~ a 9 to 5 so I don’t rob~
but i sware if I don’t sell-
Im a stage our suicides' screamen I’LL see you in hell.
As for you wanna be rappers and cocky pricks-
That only listen to my writs- to ride my prints.
¾’s of you aint worth an aids infected dick-
So no wonder on 3 out of every 4 tracks sound bitch.
Damn son is that the illest flow you have?
was that the dopest freestyle you had?
that’s why im submitting myself to rehab.
Your uncut’s weak go back to the lab….You aint scarface.
And couldn’t ROCK the mic if it were CRACK BASEd .
I aphrasie rappers and you going gold is worthless.
Every time I drop a dopeness- i acquire COLUMBIAN purchase.
DON’T GET ME WRONG!!!
I love every fan but if you aint cop when my shit drops-
im a beat you with a MANDY cd till your bones POP.
Go on tour and perform in gas chambers to murder you-
Then come back and get promoted by a gang of jews.
If I die you’ll cry-but if you die I wont even sigh-
honor your memory by taking the money you supplied-
and wasisting it on getting high.
I see half of you and just laugh-
invite you backsatge to meet my staff-
backstab-
tell my bouncers to grab you and kick your ass.
Im like this on or off mic constent-
By the way my cd drops January 23.
Sincerely fuck you, noncentz.