Outro

[Intro]
[Voice mail]
Messages in your mailbox...

[Anonymous rapper on D-Tension's voice mail]
This is {insert rapper name here}...yo I got the beat CD man. I'm down to do the project. Save track 14 for me, aiight? Don't show it to nobody!

[Verse One]
Yeah right motherfucker that was six months ago
Ain't heard from you since and you avoided me at your last show
I know you're busy being famous
But your career's a joke cause the game's you play just
Unprofessional
Less than respectable
Doin' business with you is like getting kicked in the testicles
The rest of you
Who did the right thing first
This song ain't about you but it prolly still hurts

[Interlude: anonymous rapper talking on voice mail]
Yo D man it's MC {beep}. That track you gave me is fire dunn. I'll meet you in the lab on Monday. The shit's written, you're gonna love the concept, it's deep. I'm so deep you're gonna love it. It's gonna be the single!

[Verse Two]
You lying prick I'm like (Where was you?)
Like Prix, I got that message two months ago, been waiting for you ever since
I'm convinced you ain't never gettin' signed
They can spot you ten mil but you still wouldn't be on time
If you showed up at all I'd be surprised
Like when I found out you gave me some recycled rhymes
And you forgot that hot hook you spit was bit
And your manager, he still wants 50%
(SAY WHAT?!)

[Interlude: anonymous rapper talking on voice mail]
Yo D it's _____ I wrote heat to that track. I'm on it. You asked me to be on Contacts + Contracts, I'm a real big fan of yours. D-Tenny, Eso-Fag. You're gonna make it the single, believe dat!

[Verse Three]
So exactly what changed? I took that beat off the market
I could've sold it
Yo I should've known right from the start it's
The same old story, you're takin' food out my kids mouth
And you're still wondering why your career went south
I had to pay for studio time I didn't use
I had to listen to another wack rapper's excuse
I can't take the abuse
The truth is I'm fried
I'm dealing with power, corruption and lies

[Interlude: anonymous rapper talking on voice mail]
Yo D-Tension! What's really supa dupa good? Thanks for askin' me to do the project bwoyyy! It's gon' be the jump off on the rizz, word is born, you're gonna make it the 12 inch!

[Verse Four]
Uh huh
Yo
I heard that before
But I ain't gonna be your doormat no more
Lose my number kid, cause I'm done with you
Rappers drive me up the wall, out my mind, I'm through
You say you will, but you never do
Said you wrote a song, I'm still waiting for verse two
Supposed to be solo you brought your whole crew
And you had no problem drinking all of my brew
You're on your own all you lazy fucks
Y'all half the reason I say "Rap music sucks"
When you're stuck, don't call me
Got a problem? Oh well
You can drown in your sorrow, I'll see you in Hell
That smell is my blood sweat and tears decomposing
You act like pro's but half of y'all just posing
But I never felt better cause I'm finally free
Enjoy this record cause there ain't gonna be no volume three

You fuckin' assholes

[Outro: anonymous rapper talking on phone]
Hello? D-Tension? Are you there? I think he hung up! Hello? Nooo! D-Tension please, give me another chance, I'll make it right. I'm your biggest fan! I wanna bless your beats, I wanna bless your beats!!! Please! Please!!!!! Don't hang up, I'm sorry. D-Tension I'm sorry!!!!!!