They've taken over everywhere
And to me it's very clear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
Choked originality
Choked our individuality
They've choked what's deep within
They're riding riddim'
Sad eyes see no light
Tomorrow's corridors ain't bright
Sad it's everywhere
Dem' powdered words are on the air
There's no elation in orchestration
Sad it's everywhere them powdered verbs
Are on the air
They've been searching in the branches for what's only in the root
There's no stable footing to uphold the fruit
It's your hustle not your art, in for the hustle not the art
Choked originality
Choked our individuality
They've choked what's deep within
They're riding riddim'
They're taking over everywhere
And to me it's very clear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
They do what the feel, cause money's their deal
They program what we hear
Taj Weekes - Choked (feat. Zion Albert) Lyrics
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They've taken over everywhere
And to me it's very clear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
Choked originality
Choked our individuality
They've choked what's deep within
They're riding riddim'
Sad eyes see no light
Tomorrow's corridors ain't bright
Sad it's everywhere
Dem' powdered words are on the air
There's no elation in orchestration
Sad it's everywhere them powdered verbs
Are on the air
They've been searching in the branches for what's only in the root
There's no stable footing to uphold the fruit
It's your hustle not your art, in for the hustle not the art
Choked originality
Choked our individuality
They've choked what's deep within
They're riding riddim'
They're taking over everywhere
And to me it's very clear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
They do what the feel, cause money's their deal
They program what we hear
And to me it's very clear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
Choked originality
Choked our individuality
They've choked what's deep within
They're riding riddim'
Sad eyes see no light
Tomorrow's corridors ain't bright
Sad it's everywhere
Dem' powdered words are on the air
There's no elation in orchestration
Sad it's everywhere them powdered verbs
Are on the air
They've been searching in the branches for what's only in the root
There's no stable footing to uphold the fruit
It's your hustle not your art, in for the hustle not the art
Choked originality
Choked our individuality
They've choked what's deep within
They're riding riddim'
They're taking over everywhere
And to me it's very clear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
You ask me if it's fair
They program what we hear
They do what the feel, cause money's their deal
They program what we hear
Writer: TAJ WEEKES
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