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1906
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Hip-Hop/Rap
1906 was released on November 19, 2021 by Lucius Echo Music as a part of the album Entropy
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AlbumEntropy
Release DateNovember 19, 2021
LabelLucius Echo Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucius Echo
Lucius Echo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Anthony King
Nicholas Anthony King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Randy Will
Randy Will
Producer

Lyrics

Runnin’ through my timeline
Starin’ at the skyline
Burnin’ down my dime shrine
Wonderin’ when I’m fine
Underling designed prime
Thunder becomes lights rine
Plundering the right rhyme
Encumbering divines’ mind
Runnin’ comes to stumbling
I’m fumbling the want to win
Then crumbling’s begun again
Asunder went the son of sin
Underestimated
Ever mitigated
Elevating faded with a little bit of piss sit in my pot to play with -
[Only one keep me under they thumb is me
Phony thumb a gun when ain’t no one can seize
I done made mis’cakes’ that only some can see
Poseidon’s got his eyes on Davey under seas]
Do you think you are? (Who)
Don’t really wanna start (you)
‘Ish’ you ever thought (fool)
That living is a farce (True)
Never say I never said it
Sever pain and copacetic
Seven wringin’ Armageddon
Heaven’s headed if you let it
Runnin’ gun & let it roll
Lookin’ like a lever low
‘Ass-in-nine’ inverted ho
Greedy gaudy gotta go
Couldda put a better set of letters in this setting
Or whatever but I’ll never bet I said
“I didn’t said it better”
Happened, now it’s happening
I’m saddened when it ‘Hap’ again
I’m mad about the labyrinth
Don’t matter beginning again
No latter men living to win
A fad reminiscent of sin
It’s sad but he did it again
Cause happiness isn’t within
Damned if you take it or not
Manically pace in a lot
Sanity cradled in rot
Frantically fabling stop
Now Imma put it together
Bet it’s memetically keter
Said every letter get better
Tethered my feathers to weather
“The bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame”
To break my chains I’ll have to play, I’ll do my thang a break the game
If it’s a circle where’s the point, the answers never been the same
If it’s some purple here’s the joint, recanter every claim you’re sane
Absurd coder
Interloper
I never wanted nothin’ but ta get to bustin’ with my cousins from the cobra
Thought I told ya
Homera’s home bruh
These **** killin **** when it’s litches dissing, picking black clovers
Written by: Nicholas Anthony King
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