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T-U-R-T-L-E Power!

Hit Crew

T-U-R-T-L-E Power! Theme Song

2003

They could terrorize and be angry youth 
and they'd mug the people who needed proof.
Then from out of the dark came an awesome sound.
Shouting

Stifled, silenced, aimless
In a haze of doubt I stumbled
Through my youth, and still I stray
Ambition, gutted by the skeptics
Wounds have left me

you'll never finish 

Love is a joke 
A pitiful hoax 
And it's why I been loosing my hope 
Hung by a rope
I've been starting to smoke 
And it's how I've

and steal innocence
The wicked have perished eternities since

Leviathans wrath, a servant of Jah
Goliath grows angry, false god's Amon Ra
Egyptians

know i sniff out liars like its glue
Ive been around the block so much 
I know the owners of the spazashops mybra
Know the nomme by sy eerste naam but

Jealousy infidelity 
Envy cheating beatings envy and to A G they be the same thing
I don't think you'll out last I was brought up by OutKast 
Leave

camp
We gathered in the auditorium
And watched a film
Based on the human relations camp
I was already a youth leader at
For the last two years

The film,

Three days before the semester started
The scheduled writing teacher departed
She got a real writing job
And my mom
Took a nepotistic leap
By

one hour late, no I was
Not eating lunch, I was fucking my mate
You were so angry, guess I wanted you to be
Oh yeah, a dick in my heart, man - that's

Life just hurts that's the cold hard truth
I had seen plenty examples since youth
Used to get angry take it all out at the school
Till I learned how how

had two sons, would have had three, but when I hit her she miscarried
An angry man who would drink way to often
Being taken advantage of by my family

Gotta run up my dollars with stamina, money expandable
Niggas be angry I'm stacking these tangibles
Racks in my pants what they have on their annual

We are the people, defying the odds cause it ain't even
Fighting for freedom given by God he say we equal
Fly like an eagle, this for the heroes up

Unfortunate truth, angry old folk in power
Unfortunate youth
Handing the consequence of their misfortune to you
But don't complain you got iPhones
Fortunate you

into a room of roughly 500 people 
Roaring the sound of youth and punk rock 
Fists fly and so does my body
Atop the crowd like angry ocean
I plummet

to the tune of i don't care
stuck in the 70s, at the latest 82
remembering their wild and crazy youth
don't talk about hardcore, they're not interested
johnny's

Hot metal and burning oil
A million moving machines
Angry youth leaves 20 dead
A semi-automatic routine
Crack babies and crackwhores
Another car bomb

eyes
We were the same before you learned how to walk
And then that white supremacy hurts my soul with the ignorance
Imma educate the youth so we can make

feeling, I know it oh so well
You're reeled in by the millions
And rented cars to
Avoid the day that they throw more shells
I'm in the back observing,

didn’t feel bad, for no angry old man uh 
Two house up, in the cut, that’s where we’d meet up
Garage code memorized, 2231
Was real close, together we got

I'm that young boy from Africa

The forefathers are dead, and no idea is set in stone
The youth is the future and that is a fact that should be known
By

Brooklyn chop house project stoops and angry youths
Could you see what I see? He laughs out of way go by to catch the best sleep
Just suck it till I nut I

to go with me home
Might move our annual shit to the 'Dome

I need 40, 000 people to see what I'm on
Yeah, ducked a lot of spiteful moves
I was an angry

the loss of our youth or 
Loss of independence in senescence 
That type of fear that makes you cry
Got you looking at the sky angry 
Asking God 'Why?'
But