Freakquency: Crown vs Illusion

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hip hop, electronic, experimental

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[Intro – Scratch + Female Whisper Layers]

— scratch —
Run it back.

(6 layered female voices)
Illusion.
Illusion.
Illusion.

— Sub drop —

[Section 1 – Aggressive Entry]

Fast life flashing, cash stack bragging,
Bodies on poles while minds stay lagging,
Young souls fed that glamor dragon,
Sold a lie, call it fashion.

Fuck the script that’s pre-written,
Fuck the throne that’s loaned and rented,
Fuck the fame that comes indentured,
Puppet strings all interconnected.

— rewind —

[Section 2 – Double-Time Rap God Flow]

What you know about shadow walking?
What you know about astral stalking?
Frequency high, ultraviolet talking,
Invisible crown, no need for flaunting.

1977 stamped arrival,
Still here, never went viral,
Didn’t bend knee for survival,
Didn’t sell spirit for title.

Rainbow light, chakra spectrum,
Not your brand deal, not your weapon,
My frequency never in your section,
I move unseen, silent ascension.

— glitch flip —

[Section 3 – Industry Illusion Callout]

Riches, drugs, false parade,
Stage lights mask decay,
Sell young minds the “made it” way,
But chains still tight in velvet display.

Six queens behind me humming,
Not seduced by hollow funding,
We build empire without fronting,
Sovereign mode — no puppeteering.

(female layer)
No strings.
No strings.
No strings.

— hard beat cut —

[Section 4 – Calm Dominance Snap]

Pause.

You brag the throne?
I built the chair.
You sold your lane?
I paved it bare.

No manager hand in my spine,
No label cut in my mind,
No kneeling for industry shrine,
I shine by design.

If we cross paths, keep it civil,
I don’t bark, I just level,
I don’t threaten, I unsettle,
Frequency heavy metal.

— build swell —

[Section 5 – Freakquency Finale]

Fuck illusion.
Fuck disguise.
Fuck false gods
In designer ties.

Six queens.
King aligned.
Shadow bright.
Ultraviolet mind.

Record spin.
Glitch rewind.
You sold hype.
We sold time.

Freakquency rising.
Freakquency rising.
Freakquency rising.

Crown unseen.
Still arriving.

1989/7500

[Intro – Scratch + Female Whisper Layers] — scratch — Run it back. (6 layered female voices) Illusion. Illusion. Illusion. — Sub drop — [Section 1 – Aggressive Entry] Fast life flashing, cash stack bragging, Bodies on poles while minds stay lagging, Young souls fed that glamor dragon, Sold a lie, call it fashion. Fuck the script that’s pre-written, Fuck the throne that’s loaned and rented, Fuck the fame that comes indentured, Puppet strings all interconnected. — rewind — [Section 2 – Double-Time Rap God Flow] What you know about shadow walking? What you know about astral stalking? Frequency high, ultraviolet talking, Invisible crown, no need for flaunting. 1977 stamped arrival, Still here, never went viral, Didn’t bend knee for survival, Didn’t sell spirit for title. Rainbow light, chakra spectrum, Not your brand deal, not your weapon, My frequency never in your section, I move unseen, silent ascension. — glitch flip — [Section 3 – Industry Illusion Callout] Riches, drugs, false parade, Stage lights mask decay, Sell young minds the “made it” way, But chains still tight in velvet display. Six queens behind me humming, Not seduced by hollow funding, We build empire without fronting, Sovereign mode — no puppeteering. (female layer) No strings. No strings. No strings. — hard beat cut — [Section 4 – Calm Dominance Snap] Pause. You brag the throne? I built the chair. You sold your lane? I paved it bare. No manager hand in my spine, No label cut in my mind, No kneeling for industry shrine, I shine by design. If we cross paths, keep it civil, I don’t bark, I just level, I don’t threaten, I unsettle, Frequency heavy metal. — build swell — [Section 5 – Freakquency Finale] Fuck illusion. Fuck disguise. Fuck false gods In designer ties. Six queens. King aligned. Shadow bright. Ultraviolet mind. Record spin. Glitch rewind. You sold hype. We sold time. Freakquency rising. Freakquency rising. Freakquency rising. Crown unseen. Still arriving.

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