CHALLENGER'S RAP

• FrankVicious snatching attention.//
• Within 5 seconds of my entrance.//
• Trying to keep things interesting with lyrical perfection.//
• Advancing sentences helping me release the tension.//
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• Rhymes murdering instrumentals like it was out for vengeance.//
• I’m not a killer but I pen with lethal intention,//
• Every bar’s a confession, raw thoughts in succession,//
• I weaponize expression, precision in every section,//
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• No cap, I’m fact-checking your flex and deception.//
• My lines echo in time, divine interconnection,//
• While you chase validation, I’m chasing ascension.//
• My words slice through silence like truth through pretension,//
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• I don’t need gimmicks to make a real connection.//
• I came from struggle, sharpened pain into lessons,//
• Now every session’s confession, I’m counting my blessings.//
• Still they question my essence, like skill’s in recession,//
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• See I don’t fake for attention or chase validation,
• I let my flaws breathe, that’s my declaration.
• Y’all puppets need strings for your reputation,
• I’m self-made, no clone, no replication.
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• I’ve been patient, pacing, placing greatness in formation,
• While they’re lost in translation, I’m shaping my foundation.
• My reflection’s my rival, my drive’s my salvation,
• Turn doubt into art, that’s my transformation.
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• Every line’s therapy, I’m venting through rhyme,
• Every scar that I hide gets redeemed in time.
• This ain’t for the charts, it’s for peace of mind,
• Still I’ll body any rapper who steps outta line.
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• FrankVicious, I’m the storm that the calm predicted,
• Bars encrypted, mind gifted, soul conflicted.
• But I rise through the friction, precision depicted,
• When I write, the mic shakes …divine and afflicted.
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• Hook
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• I don’t need your props, I just need my peace,
• Every word I drop helps my demons release.
• They can doubt my name, but I still increase,
• ‘Cause the real ones rise and the fakes decrease.
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• No alts, no masks, just my truth and ink,
• When I rap, I breathe, when I write, I think.
• They can test my flame, but I’ll never shrink,
• FrankVicious I’m the link between pain and sync. 🎶