Friendly Fire by T-K.A.S.H. Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
I really state facts, they really can't rap
They make scratch then paid cats
At the same record label just to manage 'em, they gave it right back
T-K.A.S.H., I'm Filipino, I'm Black
I attack tight raps by suprise hijack
The enemy of White supremacy
My platform calls for the Black and Brown man to fight back like
Trump, Trump, Trump, Trump, Trump
Is a puppet for the Ku Klux Klan and the punk
I take 'em for a joke 'cause I know he just a face
Of a Bannon-led poor White, Breitbart base
If they don't want it, demotivate and create news
That oppose theirs, they panic and call it fake news
For the record, this record is for the far-right and the far-left
If you do the same thang, too
[Chorus]
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
[Verse 2]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
They all got beef, but they all sound the same
They all got a "lil" and a corny-ass name
At the end, but the fame has to end 'cause they lame, like
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Ain't nobody trippin' 'bout how you went to sip a ounce
I couldn't care less if you rappin' in a dress
If you wack, then you wack, my collective ain't impressed
Sangin' death, you can't hear what I'm tryna stress
In this game, I'm the ref, blow the whistle and eject
Mumble rappers with the technology
If you snap back when faced with books, then you probably don't follow me
Honestly, when it comes to Bay Area culture
It's too many that them took then shook, robbery
So I'ma take what they make then shake back
To the tracks molly whoppin' in, ain't nothin' stoppin' me
[Chorus]
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
[Verse 3]
Please pay close attention
To the M-A-G-A break sick connection
To the confederate state flag re-erection
Durin' midterm and president election
Civil Rights Act, woe back, no protection
Overturn Roe v. Wade, post-election
Southern states fight internally about secession
All the damn, still Dixie scratches the question
First laws passed to jail the journalist
For certain people and agendas that can no longer mention
Asian communities skittish on the fight against Trump
Finally get a clear sign showin' he's against them
These are not loyal lobbyists, these are henchmen
Wearing suit and ties in disguise, please arrest them
Then pull up on the fake woke from the left, stirrin' up dissent
Within this collective and check them
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
I really state facts, they really can't rap
They make scratch then paid cats
At the same record label just to manage 'em, they gave it right back
T-K.A.S.H., I'm Filipino, I'm Black
I attack tight raps by suprise hijack
The enemy of White supremacy
My platform calls for the Black and Brown man to fight back like
Trump, Trump, Trump, Trump, Trump
Is a puppet for the Ku Klux Klan and the punk
I take 'em for a joke 'cause I know he just a face
Of a Bannon-led poor White, Breitbart base
If they don't want it, demotivate and create news
That oppose theirs, they panic and call it fake news
For the record, this record is for the far-right and the far-left
If you do the same thang, too
[Chorus]
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
[Verse 2]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
They all got beef, but they all sound the same
They all got a "lil" and a corny-ass name
At the end, but the fame has to end 'cause they lame, like
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Ain't nobody trippin' 'bout how you went to sip a ounce
I couldn't care less if you rappin' in a dress
If you wack, then you wack, my collective ain't impressed
Sangin' death, you can't hear what I'm tryna stress
In this game, I'm the ref, blow the whistle and eject
Mumble rappers with the technology
If you snap back when faced with books, then you probably don't follow me
Honestly, when it comes to Bay Area culture
It's too many that them took then shook, robbery
So I'ma take what they make then shake back
To the tracks molly whoppin' in, ain't nothin' stoppin' me
[Chorus]
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
Streets is life, he is like
A space-age Bay Area rap Jesus Christ
To the deaf, dumb, and blind, he is light
Paradigm - he is left, so he is right
You feel me?
[Verse 3]
Please pay close attention
To the M-A-G-A break sick connection
To the confederate state flag re-erection
Durin' midterm and president election
Civil Rights Act, woe back, no protection
Overturn Roe v. Wade, post-election
Southern states fight internally about secession
All the damn, still Dixie scratches the question
First laws passed to jail the journalist
For certain people and agendas that can no longer mention
Asian communities skittish on the fight against Trump
Finally get a clear sign showin' he's against them
These are not loyal lobbyists, these are henchmen
Wearing suit and ties in disguise, please arrest them
Then pull up on the fake woke from the left, stirrin' up dissent
Within this collective and check them