Listen to Turtle Island (feat. Rockwilder, Spade, Artson & Whitey Don) [Rockwilder Remix] by David Strickland, Supaman & JRDN

Turtle Island (feat. Rockwilder, Spade, Artson & Whitey Don) [Rockwilder Remix]

David Strickland, Supaman & JRDN

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Rockwilder

Remixer

Supaman

Performer

JRDN

Performer

Gordon David Strickland

Gordon David Strickland

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Gabe Gaudet

Songwriter

Jeffey Duke

Songwriter

Christian Parrish

Christian Parrish

Songwriter

Jordon Croucher

Jordon Croucher

Songwriter

Max Henrichs

Songwriter

Joshua Samuel-Patrick DePerry

Joshua Samuel-Patrick DePerry

Lyrics

Lesley Boulanger

Lesley Boulanger

Songwriter

Arturo Hernadez

Arturo Hernadez

Songwriter

Gordon David Strickland

Gordon David Strickland

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Rockwilder

Producer

Gordon David Strickland

Gordon David Strickland

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

(Turtle Island to the World

Lawd, woah lawd

Turtle Island to the world, hey)

[Verse 2]

See, I'm trapped in a dead man's paradise

Streets full of parasites

Criminal and thieves

Killers feed off the savage night

Poverty and greed got us deceived by the lavish life

Cops don't give a fuck about a ****'s life

This ain't nothing but a psychopath's wonderland

Deals done underhand

Shit so cold, they sell they soul for a hundred grand

Corruption is the new obsession, we wrap our blessings in a rubber band

The oppressions of the son and man

Cascades of misery and violence

The casualties of war are held silent

The tribe of Gad, moves defined

Another chapter in the sons of Zion

A gangster's lullaby filled with gunshots and sirens

[Verse 3]

We on the last days of apocalypse

Pipe bombs and hostages

Pussy-whip our goddesses

Blinded what a prophet is

The only peace we ever knew comes with a hollowed tip

Spade Your highness tells you what the gossip is

Eat the fruit

[Verse 4]

(Wah mi say)

Five O at the front door

They keep aimin' at our mind tho

(Mi tellin' ya)

Wise up, you better stay woke

And keep up with the times, yo

'Cause they keep on killing our whole vibe

(What dem sing)

They killin' our whole vibe

They killin' our whole vibe

Babylon keep on killing our whole vibe

[Verse 5]

Kick in your door

Wave in the .44

Po Po, they loco, as if you don't know

So cold, out to get you, the feds or the Nazis

But you don't get the picture like some dead paparazzi

This prophecy, ain't no stopping me

Never cop a plea

So we spittin' bars, where hittin' hard is the policy

Who the top emcee? Hip-hop to hypocrisy

I properly handle my biz and dismantle the mockeries

Get offa me

Tryna control my animosity

They took the property, like it was a game of Monopoly

Grand larcenies, atrocities, no apologies

They pray to win the lottery

I pray against poverty

It bothers me, check the economy, on the R-E-Z

So we use our sovereignty, move ya blood in the arteries

I bomb atomic-ly, Socrates, philosophies, and hypotheses

Can't define how I be droppin' these

[Verse 6]

(Wah mi say)

Five O at the front door

They keep aimin' at our mind tho

(Mi tellin' ya)

Wise up, you better stay woke

And keep up with the times, yo

'Cause they keep on killing our whole vibe

(What dem sing)

They killin' our whole vibe

They killin' our whole vibe

Babylon keep on killing our whole vibe

[Verse 7]

I can feel the streets bubblin'

The people's tempers boilin'

Sick from the bloodline of these so-called royal men

They only loyal to the soil that they spoilin'

We trapped in the barbwire slowly uncoilin'

These men drillin' and killin'

No villians spillin' hate

Every treaties been broken

This a military state

Deep in the concrete, you can feel the city breathing

Your breath getting heavy 'cause the tension got you reaching

You seein' what I'm seeing

Or you believin' what they tell you?

I'm only speaking truth about the lies that they sell you

They got you on a cell, like you trapped in this cell

Gotta break out this spell to make it out of this hell

Ain't nothing new on the block

Getting shot by the cops

When the streets get hot

Another body goes drop

Now time don't stop for no man, so keep it pushin'

And lift up your people

The serpent got you choosin'

[Verse 8]

(Wah mi say)

Five O at the front door

They keep aimin' at our mind tho

(Mi tellin' ya)

Wise up, you better stay woke

And keep up with the times, yo

'Cause they keep on killing our whole vibe

(What dem sing)

They killin' our whole vibe

They killin' our whole vibe

Babylon keep on killing our whole vibe

[Verse 9]

(Turtle Island to the world

Turtle Island to the world

Forward ever and a-backward never

Forward ever and a-backward never

Turtle Island to the world

Turtle Island to the world

Forward ever and a-backward never

Forward ever and a-backward never)

Written by: Arturo Hernadez, Christian Parrish, Gabe Gaudet, Gordon David Strickland, Jeffey Duke, Jordon Croucher, Joshua Samuel-Patrick DePerry, Lesley Boulanger, Max Henrichs

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