Galactic Cinematic Echoes – Volume I

Synopsis:
A symphonic odyssey unfolds in shifting phases, where tones of foreboding shadow meet triumphal resonance. Within its arc lie movements of conquest and exaltation, softened by whispers of romance and fleeting tenderness, only to be drawn back toward intrigue and the inevitable return to conflict. At its center, a lone trumpet rises above silence — a voice of both nobility and sorrow — bridging drama, romance, and tragedy into a unified echo of galactic proportions. Each passage carries ambiguity, hinting at battles unseen, loves unspoken, and destinies unresolved, allowing the listener to imagine their own saga within the unfolding soundscape.

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Galactic Cinematic Echoes - Vol. No. 1 - Drama of Odyssey

Explicit Content Warning
PARENTAL DISCRETION IS ADVISED
18+ Advisory Warning:
This material contains adult content and is intended for individuals 18 and older. Material, which includes topics on the right to bear arms legal use of firearms in the United States. Any exaggerated statements are for entertainment purposes only.

© 2024-2025 Lance Thomas Davidson. All rights reserved. No part of these lyrics, whether as a whole or in separate sections, including beats, rhythm, or any other audio elements, may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without explicit permission from the copyright holder. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution of this material, in part or as a whole, is strictly prohibited.

LYRICZ:
DEM CHOPPAZ

Dem choppaz...
I got the glaze, 22 rimz on da Benz, blazin’ at the endz
Conceal and carry, what I know in this Hood, stay with me, no canary
Dem bitches get stitches, I roll with the richest
Grindin’ in the streets while y’all keep up with snitches

When checked I don’t freeze, I’m packin' dat choppa
My crew roll with me, ain't no thug gon' stoppa
We heavy in the street, beat knockin', feel the heat
Rhythm never dies, this ghetto don’t sleep


Dem choppaz...
Springfield Armory, got the heat, feel that blast
Smith & Wesson in my grip, ain’t nobody outlast
Glock steady by my side, never miss when I aim
AR-15’s on the range, blazin’ fast, no shame

Girls in bikinis shootin’ AR blinkies
We takin’ them shots, ain’t nobody flinchin’, G
Ruger ready, locked and loaded, we keep it real
Constitutional right, that’s how we feel

Dem choppaz...
I roll with my crew, hit the street on repeat
Where the rhythm never dies, ghetto don’t sleep
Grindin' on these beats, you know we don’t stop
Got the choppa by my side, always ready to pop

We takin' over blocks, movin’ with no fear
Ain't no one in sight gon' stop us here
From dusk ‘til dawn, we steady on the grind
Choppaz in our hand, you know we never blind

Dem choppaz...
I’m strapped up, fully loaded, click clack in the whip
Grip tight, keep it close, never let it slip
We ridin’ through the city, no cap, we legit
ARs in the back, with them blinkies equipped

Constitutional right, got my people in line
We roll heavy, we armed, we gon’ always shine
Ain’t no backin’ down, we stand tall, no debate
Right to carry, we ain’t here to negotiate

Dem choppaz...
Glocks, Rugers, Springfields all in check
Smith & Wesson keepin’ me from the threat
We headin’ to the range, bikinis, no stress
Shootin’ AR blinkies, who gon' test?

Concealed in the streets, we live by the code
Ain’t nobody stoppin’ us, we heavy on load
The right to bear arms, this how we roll
Stay crunk in the game, that’s how we control

Dem choppaz...
I pull up, Benz gleamin’, rims sittin’ on chrome
Glock in the glove, I don’t roll alone
Springfield tucked, Smith & Wesson in the lap
AR-15 blinkin’, no cap, no trap
Got my Ruger locked, all weapons legit
We licensed, never second guessin’ it
We only pop when contested, when tested
Constitutional right, and we blessed with it
Girls in bikinis, shootin’ them rounds
ARs blazin’, let 'em hear the sound
We reppin’ the right to carry, no fear
Constitution’s clear, we keep the heat near
From the block to the range, you know we never miss
Holdin’ it down, and we end it with a twist

Dem choppaz...
We hold the line, all weapons licensed
No second guessin’, we stay precise and
Only pop when we tested, when we’re contested
Our rights legit, that’s why we’re respected
Movin’ with the beat, heavy in the game
You feel the heat, we don’t play the same

The crew roll tight, and we never fall
Choppas in the hand, we stand tall
ARs blastin', no fear in sight
We keep it locked down, from day to night
We roll out strong, no doubt in the way
This is how we live, every single day

We outta here, peace.

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Lance Thomas Davidson | Music Biography
I’m Lance Thomas Davidson, a professional songwriter and producer currently residing in Bali, Indonesia. I create original music that spans multiple genres—including R&B, rap, country, progressive rock, and metal—each crafted with a story that listeners can connect with on a deep level.

My music is recorded by a diverse selection of artists, who, under mutually beneficial non-disclosure agreements, perform as “ghost cover” artists. As the sole owner of the master rights, I offer these productions for licensing in flexible formats. Artists have the option to engage in profit-sharing agreements, purchase the rights outright, or acquire the masters for unlimited editing and distribution, tailored to their creative vision.

I prefer to conduct business exclusively online, maintaining a discreet approach while delivering high-quality music productions worldwide.

© 2024 Lance Thomas Davidson. All Rights Reserved.

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