Condition MC (First Chapter)

I am a new uprising artist, I been on the music scene since Thanksgiving Day of 2013. I aim to be one of the hottest new commodity in the EDM community

Grime,Trap, Dubstep, DnB and hip hop producer, if any mc/rappers/singers are interested in collabs or to purchase beats inbox for more details..

New remix demo lyric

To some of yall fake homies.
My name is Thanh Le.
What happen to we gonna eat together.
After some of you jack me I saw your true color.

I thought we was gonna ride, through this all the way.
Im alright, there will be a better day.
In Jesus christ name that I pray.
As long my flesh, is not bn decay.

Shame on me.(3x)
Tellin u, this on my CD.

I thought you was a friend.
I can't believe, you fucked over me, up in the end.
Once on me, make me a fool.
Twice on me, you must b a kin to me, that not cool.

All the homies, in different place.
Againt time, is my race.
I hate F.U.C.K face.
I don't do this shit, for showcase.

Making money, is my case.
Vietnam, is my birthplace.
I grow medical marijuana, to be on high time, displace.
My goal, that I am embrace.

My hate, is being debase.
I trap my devil, so he can not bullet deface.
I pray, for my bad sins, to be efface.
There will be test, for u to hit me up wit the lowercase and uppercase; just encase you not my typeface.

I taken a backspace.
I need some fresh air, up in my mind space.
My evil thought, cloggin up my airspace.
My Father God, is my grace.

Shame on me.(3x)
Tellin u, this on my CD.

I thought you was a friend.
I can't believe, you fucked over me, up in the end.
Once on me, make me a fool.
Twice on me, you must b a kin to me, that not cool.

My enemy, try to put me lower then my kneel.
I pray to God, please!
I need to get back on my feet, so I can run threw this beat.
I still carry no beaf.

What is beaf?Beaf?
You n Me up in da street, with da heat.
I grow up in da street.
Loayty, out there got me beat.

Who you is for me to impress.
I know, I look a mess.
I don't need ur test. 
Why, I need to show you my best?

My lyric, is like a pest.
My music, enter your ears to infest.
Seeing God, is my day to confess.
After dead, can God be my bless?

Condition MC (First Chapter)

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