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Chosen Ones Video (MV)




Performed By: Thaxter
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Kyle Turner




Thaxter - Chosen Ones Lyrics
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I get vex everyday uh
Shits floored in every way uh
Can i just say
My niggas dying' everyday bruh
You think i'm lying
Cause media trying
Black twitter is crying
6 o'clock is lying
My blood is bleeding
Police are feeding
The streets are calling
Emotions are pouring
Can i say it in a way so i don't offend the po po
Lemme move out your way so you don't produce a gun bro
Is it the way that i dress or the colour of my afro
Or is it down to the size of my motherf*cking cornrow
Leave my brothers
And leave my sisters too
Is that justice calling
Or is that hell just calling your name
My brother struggle every uh
On Sunday hope and pray
Lord show us the way
To avoid the devils hate
We bruised and beaten
Confused and hidden
Why were we chosen
To collect this token
Our eyes stretched wide now
F*ck all these lies man
You fed us poison
(I can't breath I can't breath)
Why were we chosen
Can i say it in a way so i don't offend the po po
(I don't have the words)
Lemme move out your way so you don't produce a gun bro
(You're killing us why can it be)
Is it the way that i dress or the colour of my afro
(Please)
Or is it down to the size of my motherf*cking cornrow
Leave my brothers
And leave my sisters too
Is that justice calling
Or is that hell just calling your name
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I get vex everyday uh
Shits floored in every way uh
Can i just say
My niggas dying' everyday bruh
You think i'm lying
Cause media trying
Black twitter is crying
6 o'clock is lying
My blood is bleeding
Police are feeding
The streets are calling
Emotions are pouring
Can i say it in a way so i don't offend the po po
Lemme move out your way so you don't produce a gun bro
Is it the way that i dress or the colour of my afro
Or is it down to the size of my motherf*cking cornrow
Leave my brothers
And leave my sisters too
Is that justice calling
Or is that hell just calling your name
My brother struggle every uh
On Sunday hope and pray
Lord show us the way
To avoid the devils hate
We bruised and beaten
Confused and hidden
Why were we chosen
To collect this token
Our eyes stretched wide now
F*ck all these lies man
You fed us poison
(I can't breath I can't breath)
Why were we chosen
Can i say it in a way so i don't offend the po po
(I don't have the words)
Lemme move out your way so you don't produce a gun bro
(You're killing us why can it be)
Is it the way that i dress or the colour of my afro
(Please)
Or is it down to the size of my motherf*cking cornrow
Leave my brothers
And leave my sisters too
Is that justice calling
Or is that hell just calling your name
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Writer: Kyle Turner
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