Food Trucks by T-K.A.S.H. Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Nobody likes to mention
White progressive philantrophic extortion of our condition
We ignore it 'til we wanted an apartment for us to live in
And is rented by a liberal proponent of capitalism
Who believes that the God's gift to Black and Brown people
Then appropriate the culture, of which they are a vulture
Caught the rollers on the lady with her baby in the stroller
Who was raised where they just moved to from in the zone
It's the old neighborhood with the whiter population
Under the codenames, "Up and coming, revitalization"
Collective, urban, it's even more disturbin'
When the transplant treats the native family with discernment
I lived it, you learned it, you bought it, I earned it
I'm natural, you burned it
You went to city hall and got a permit to make us live a hundred miles away
Then question our credentials when we represent the Bay, look
[Chorus]
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and replaced us with food trucks
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and they replaced us with food trucks
[Verse 2]
People laughed at me and Paris when we started sayin'
Oakland looked a lot like Portland
Then we laughed back when we read about
Another First Fridays based up in Ashland, Oregon
Stigmatized the ghetto 'cause it's full of liquor stores and blunt rappers
While these medical marijuana and artesian beer drafters
Get the benefit of the doubt, but if they are young or Black
Are with the thought of legal weed and hipster rap attract laughter
Sometimes, I feel like I'm hatin' for no reason at all
But when I hit the block, there's barely no Black people at all
Or no Latinos at all, or Filipinos at all
Just art collectors and loft, do they respect us or naw?
Ridin' BART, I'm in awe, had all the wealthy techies come and go
West Oakland station, mission statement, hella comfortable
The great migration of Blacks from country to city
Is slowly but surely returnin' to how it was once befo'
[Chorus]
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and replaced us with food trucks
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and they replaced us with food trucks
Nobody likes to mention
White progressive philantrophic extortion of our condition
We ignore it 'til we wanted an apartment for us to live in
And is rented by a liberal proponent of capitalism
Who believes that the God's gift to Black and Brown people
Then appropriate the culture, of which they are a vulture
Caught the rollers on the lady with her baby in the stroller
Who was raised where they just moved to from in the zone
It's the old neighborhood with the whiter population
Under the codenames, "Up and coming, revitalization"
Collective, urban, it's even more disturbin'
When the transplant treats the native family with discernment
I lived it, you learned it, you bought it, I earned it
I'm natural, you burned it
You went to city hall and got a permit to make us live a hundred miles away
Then question our credentials when we represent the Bay, look
[Chorus]
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and replaced us with food trucks
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and they replaced us with food trucks
[Verse 2]
People laughed at me and Paris when we started sayin'
Oakland looked a lot like Portland
Then we laughed back when we read about
Another First Fridays based up in Ashland, Oregon
Stigmatized the ghetto 'cause it's full of liquor stores and blunt rappers
While these medical marijuana and artesian beer drafters
Get the benefit of the doubt, but if they are young or Black
Are with the thought of legal weed and hipster rap attract laughter
Sometimes, I feel like I'm hatin' for no reason at all
But when I hit the block, there's barely no Black people at all
Or no Latinos at all, or Filipinos at all
Just art collectors and loft, do they respect us or naw?
Ridin' BART, I'm in awe, had all the wealthy techies come and go
West Oakland station, mission statement, hella comfortable
The great migration of Blacks from country to city
Is slowly but surely returnin' to how it was once befo'
[Chorus]
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and replaced us with food trucks
They used us and fooled us
Removed us and replaced us with food trucks
They sued us and looted us
We assumed trust and they replaced us with food trucks