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Xantanny is not just chasing greatness—he’s storming toward it like a wrathful force ripping through the heart of Austin, Texas. The industry slept on him, the city ignored him, and every door that slammed in his face only fed the fire boiling in his chest. He’s not smiling, not begging, not pretending—he’s snarling, baring teeth sharpened by betrayal, pain, and rage. In a city flooded with copycats and hollow lyrics, Xantanny’s voice cuts through like a blade soaked in truth, blood, and venom. His bars are war cries, his verses sermons of survival, and every beat he devours is a battlefield where his scars become weapons. He doesn’t want a seat at the table—he’s flipping the damn table over and carving his name into the ruins. Austin will remember the name Xantanny not as a rapper, but as a reckoning. The throne isn’t given. It’s taken—and he’s coming for it, with fury in his veins and no goddamn mercy.

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