(Intro) Yeah… it’s loud out here, But nobody’s sayin’ nothin’ new. (Hook) They just echo, echo, echo— Same talk, same walk, same tempo. Scrollin’ through loops like déjà vu, A million voices but none ring true. I move solo, think in stereo, You move crowds, I move miracles. They just echo, echo, echo— I break silence, they just follow. (Verse 1) Everybody want a trend to defend, Post a thought that somebody else penned. No lens, just filters and friends, Copy and paste til the cycle never ends. They cancel what they don’t comprehend, Clap hands for the ones who pretend. Truth’s lost in the algorithm’s blend, But I ain’t built to bend. (Pre-Hook) They say stand out, but they all stand same, Chasin’ fame like it’s part of the chain. Me? I walk off frame— ‘Cause peace don’t need no name. (Hook) They just echo, echo, echo— Same talk, same walk, same tempo. Scrollin’ through loops like déjà vu, A million voices but none ring true. I move solo, think in stereo, You move crowds, I move miracles. They just echo, echo, echo— I break silence, they just follow. (Verse 2) Everybody quotein’ the same quote, Wearin’ new clothes but the same coat. Livin’ life like a promo post, No soul, just a ghost in a boast. If truth don’t trend, it don’t get heard, But I still drop lines, not words. (Bridge – Duo Feature) (Female / contrast voice) I hear ’em hummin’ what they don’t know, Feelin’ waves but they don’t row. Talkin’ freedom, still on a leash, Chasin’ peace where the noise won’t cease. (Verse 3) They scroll fast, but they think slow, Chasin’ trends that they don’t even know. Every post sound like the last one’s ghost, Lost in the crowd tryna brag and boast. I been quiet, but my mind stay loud, Watchin’ sheep move proud in a borrowed crowd. I see clones wearin’ masks of gold, Sellin’ souls just to fit the mold. They fear the truth that don’t go viral, But silence got its own recital. I ain’t built for the echo’s fame, I’m built for the voice that still got name. (Hook – Final) They just echo, echo, echo— Same talk, same walk, same tempo. Scrollin’ through loops like déjà vu, A million voices but none ring true. I move solo, think in stereo, You move crowds, I move miracles. They just echo, echo, echo— I break silence, they just follow. (Outro) Echo… echo… But I’m the voice they can’t clone. Yeah, I’m the voice they can’t own.
