Young Carers: Through Our Eyes (2012)

Actors

• Katie Bryer (editor)
• Teen Advisory Group Tag Team (actor)
• Caroline Rupert (producer)
• Teen Advisory Group Tag Team (producer)
• Caroline Rupert (director)
• Teen Advisory Group Tag Team (director)
• Lucie Cluver (producer)
• Naema Latief (producer)
• Somaya Latief (producer)
• Tembela Molwana (producer)
• Joy Nikelo (producer)

Genres

• Biography
• Documentary
• Short

Tag Team Filmography

• Nickelodeon Kids' Choice Awards '94
  1994, role: actor , character name: Themselves

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Oweeo - Tag Team
• Tag Team - Slow V. & Retrospect
• Whoomp! There It Is... - Tag Team
• Tag Team - Anvil

Oweeo-Tag Team
oweeo. ooooh. oweeo. oooh. oweeo. oooh. oweeo. oooh.
All the playas in the front.(ooh)
All the playas in the back.(ooh)
All the playas on the sides.(ooh)
Grab a girl and bump and grind.(ooh)
Round and round you go to and fro i'm with that flow.
With my, napsack full old school raps
That be strapped with a kid
Cant clap like this
On here is the s**t i re-transmit this song to
Rock a party like the kids get high when they see Barney
What a rush when i buck straight from this rhyme called cush
Give it up, whats up?
Tag Team's musics always in the cut
So c'mon let me see you sweat
Boogie on down from cup to set
We kick the bling from long ago
Sing oweeo oweeo oweeo you go
Oweeo. Oooh. Oweeo. Oooh.
All the playas in the front (ooh)
All the playas in the back (ooh)
All the playas on the sides (ooh)
Yo number there yo rhyme
No one in the world can stop me
No one in the world can save me
No one in the world can flow the way i do
When we been all over the United States
Rockin' shows and sulffi million takes
Straight havin' a ball
I met a girl i've been seeing from Miama to Mahtreeah
Yall saw it happened
Tag Team got payed just for rappin'
About what it is that we like to do
So we ignite a few
Pass the brew, and if i were you i'd get a girl with the daisy dukes
Oh, the one with knee high, high heeled boots
Lookin' real cute with her booty shakin' (woooooh)
That's a breath taker.
Oweeo. Oooh. Oweeo. Oooh.
All the playas in the front.(ooh)
All the playas in the back.(ooh)
All the playas on the sides.(ooh)
Steamrollin' one more time.(ooh)
I'm like Superman, the man of steel
So you better recognize the real.
Top fly n***a from the ghetto
Like Big Skunk said with a head full of dreads
"I'm steamrollin the classic.
I stretch punks like elastic, recycle it em plastic
It gets drastic, just call me Mr. Fantastic"
I got the guh that aint so cranky, the ten
Tag Team blends like juice and gin.
We make yo body spin like a bottle
The party crew from Denver, Colorado
We live in the A-Town
Be puttin down from by the pound
You know we real, we dont set.
Tag Teams down with 100 pimps
Yeah baby this is C-Low here 99 pimp on tha pimp line
And you numbuh 100 baby
All the playas in the front (ooh)
All the playas in the back (ooh)
All the playas on the sides (ooh)
Sing oweeo oweeo oweeo we ride (ooh)

[Announcer: N.y.E]
Ladies and gentlemen
The attraction of the evening
The moment you've all been waiting for
The main event
The 2001, 2, 3, 4, 5, and soon to be 2006
Hip-Hop champions of the world
Slow V & Retrospect
Let's get ready to rumble!!
[Verse 1: Retrospect & Slow V]
[Retrospect] Yo, yea
I got 'em son
I got 'em
Yo, yo
Yo Slow, let me handle them, break eggs scramble 'em
Chop them like wave sampling this far more than battling
This is hard damaging lyrically arm savages
Bars like javelin leave you with scars bandages
Never mind advantages the crowd stands unanimous
Slow is too fast for this now how's that for antonyms
[Slow V:] Perfecting my craft, I plot like a graph
Scatter motherfucker's slow like quarter notes in a pad
Who up next? It's me let me step in the set
I rise like muscles in stress when applying the flex
Aside it affects like a sketch with me in the flesh
I hit hard, even make the dead cough up a breath
I come heated like sex with sweat
[Retrospect:] The spect is next dealing with threats
With explicit text I'll lift a nigga in the air
While Vick's holding his hair
Pause for a second and stare
Then slam his ass through a chair
We pile drive him and out rhymed him, he out whining
Because our style is hotter, than the south's climate
He's spitting to loose no money swimming in dues
So I'm a set him on the ropes and I'm a give him to you, yea
[Announcer: N.y.E]
Ladies & gentlemen
They just fucked that guy up
Holy shit I, I think they killed him
Look, he's on the floor, he's de-
That guy's dead, he fucking died
Holy shit, you just witnessed the first death
In hip-hop wrestling history
Slow V, get in the fucking ring.!
[Verse 2: Slow V & Retrospect]
[Slow V] Uh, yo check it
Yo, yo, yo
And you ain't it, and you ain't shit
Yo, this a big dog pound, that you can't lift
I come in a bitch, quicker than a stiff dick
Been known to rip shit, two emcees we too vicious
I throw sets at a nigga head, just like Rocky
Have him seeing more stars, than paparazzi
Go for the head, two to the side, one to the chest
And let Retro decide, which victim is next
[Retrospect] I think the nigga in the goatee's looking like cold meat
Yo we gotta get him done so it's time to expose heat
With dope speech nigga you know me
My flow seeks foes who oppose me
Slow leave them with no teeth
As your words crumble, I turn jungle
And jump from the top turnbuckle
To come down, like a burnt shuttle
He starts gushing, this motherfucker running
So I'm a let you come in
[Slow V] Ha
You I got him, Retro
Hand me the tag, I'll leave niggaz in casts
I'll leave a shade around they eye, and it won't be a bag
Drag him to the floor, and beat his ass to his core
Leave Nike prints embedded all the way to his pours
Have a nigga sport more lumps than speed bumps
Grab him by the throat and slam his ass like an all-star dunk
Even though we two niggaz ripping, we still the main ones
Son even made a sperm forget where he came from
[Announcer: N.y.E.]
I don't know, that was supposed to be the last, uh, fight
I, I don't see them leaving the ring
I, I think they're going to kill someone else
'Cause they just killed that last guy, Umm
Someone else is going into the ring, and I don't know why
I think he must want to die or something
Uh, people are leaving the stadium
It's gruesome out here, they're coming back for more!!
[Verse 3: Slow V & Retrospect]
[Slow V:] Yo, yo, yo
[Slow.V:] We leaving niggaz gushing
[Retrospect:] With no discussion
Hardcore lyrics are busting
So what is cousin?
[Slow.V:] We doing more than bucking
We leaving niggaz ducking
Thrusting, cutting 'till both of their ribs touching
[Retrospect:] And it's impossible to beat us with a pin
We hazardous kin, you don't want to see us in the ring
[Slow.V:] Ha, ha, I couldn't have said it better
(R)'Cause when we get together we clever and sever
[Slow.V:] Even stopping sun like bad weather
[Retrospect:] Battling y'all is a petty waist
'Cause just one take is an earthquake
When you're fucking with heavyweights
[Slow.V:] We burry any estate
We slowly stopping your fate
We put a beating to a heathen
Like we're sporting a cape, yea
[Chorus]
We double trouble, willing and able, ready for scuffles
Spit large, heavy with muscles
Jeury will crush you Slow V will snuff you
Hot facts ready to rumble, lines that'll punch you
Tag Team, so what you gon do
We squash beef motherfuckers get ready to scrap
We hot heat motherfuckers get ready to blast
Two niggaz ready to clash, in fact ending your wrath

MICKEY:
PARTY PEOPLE!
Hear squeaky clean music with full effect
That? s me, Mickey, the Mouse Supreme
MC-ing the birthday party of my main duck Donald
TAG TEAM: We? re kickin the floor
and we gonna do it sumthin like this
Donald Duck, back again
Turn up the music, let? s begin
Party on, party people, let me hear some noise
Party with Donald, Daisy, and the boys
There? s a party over here, party over there
Tossin? Donald up in the air
Now tryin to catch him, he falls down
WHOOMP, there he went (hit the ground)
WHOOMP, there he went (mickey: go tag team)
WHOOMP, there he went (minnie: get busy)
WHOOMP, there he went (goofy: ~chuckle~ uh hummph)
WHOOMP, there he went (mickey: lets go)
WHOOMP, there he went (minnie: a little louder)
WHOOMP, there he went (goofy: auuhhhh oooohh)
WHOOMP, there he went (mickey: come on now)
WHOOMP, there he went (minnie: lemme hear ya)
Upside down and inside out
Donald's swarmin the floor, throwing Daisy about
Minnie: Twirl to the left
Mickey: Twist to the right
Together: Movin, groovin, OUTTA SIGHT!
Tag Team: Donald Duck steps from the old school
He? s no fool, he? s soo cool
Mickey: He'ss doin a dip, a Daisy slip
Tag Team: Whoomp, there she went (goofy: hit the ground)
WHOOMP, there she went (tag team: come on yall)
WHOOMP, there she went (tag team: a little louder)
WHOOMP, there she went (tag team: come on yall)
WHOOMP, there she went (tag team: louder)
WHOOMP, there she went (tag team: come on yall)
WHOOMP, there she went (tag team: a little louder )
WHOOMP, there she went
WHOOMP, there she went
WHOOMP (disney buddies: shaka laka shaka laka shaka laka shaka)
WHOOMP (goofy: shaka laka shaka laka shaka laka shaka)
WHOOMP (donald: shaka laka shaka laka oohhhh, this is sooo... dumb)
WHOOMP (tag team: shaka laka shaka laka shaka laka shaka)
Goofy: People are dancin, talkin, singin
Minnie: Donald said HEYY, lets go swimmin
Together (w/ Tag Team):
What a duck
Uh-oh, he? s sinking
Tag Team: Let? s find a rope, pull him in
Goofy: Now grip it
Minnie: Hold it
Mickey: Yank it and pry that T-W-I-N-E
Minnie: Oh My
Tag Team: Oh that? s it, just one more stroke
TOGETHER: WHOOMP, there it went (it broke)
Tag Team:
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: Go MICKEY)
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: Get busy)
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: Come on, Come on)
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: YEEEAAAAAHHHH)
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: Go Donald)
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: Get Busy)
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: Lemme INNNNN)
WHOOMP, there it went (Tag Team: YEEEAAAAAHHHH)
All (with Goofy yodeling more in the 2nd time)
HHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY (whoomp, there it went)
HHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY (whoomp, there it went)
(kick it)
Mickey: W-H-double O-M-P
It was tiiimmme to eat the birthday treat
Tag Team: Everybody lined up for the 10-layer cake
Goofy: It took Daisy all day to bake
Tag Team:
Who will bring it in? Goofy will
But he tripped on his feet and he took a spill (Goofy: WHOOOAAA ~yelp~)
Outta his hands, the whole cake flew
Together: Whoomp there he went (Tag Team: Goofy too)
Tag Team:
Can you dig it (Disney: We can dig it)
Can yall dig it
Can you dig it (Disney: We can dig it)
Can yall dig it
Can you dig it (Disney: We can dig it)
Can yall dig it
Can you dig it (Disney: We can dig it)
Can yall dig it
Mickey:
SQUEEEEEEAAAAKKKKKYYYYY clean music
Comin straight at ch? ya
Thats me, Mickey, the uh (quick laugh) MOUUSE SUPREME!
Turnin it all over to my pals, Tag Team
Tag Team:
Bring it back yall, bring it back yall
Bring it back, HERE we go!
WHOOMP there it went (come on yall)
WHOOMP there it went (a little louder)
WHOOMP there it went (come on yall)
WHOOMP there it went (drop the bass ~base~)
WHOOMP there it went (yyyyeeeeeaaaaaaaaahhhhhh)
WHOOMP there it went (all right yall)
WHOOMP there it went (party time ~Linger last syllable til final whoomp)
WHOOMP there it went
(WHOOMP there it went keeps going in background)
Go Donald, go Donald,
Get busy, get busy
Disney:
Go Tag Team, go Tag Team
Get busy, get busy
Tag Team (background starts to fade):
Go Minnie, go Minnie
Get busy, get busy
~fade~
Go Goofy, go Goofy
Get busy, get busy
Go Daisy, go Daisy
Get busy, get busy

The news is out there is a bout
Time and place are set
Admission is free if you want to see
Come and place your bets
Ringside seats just can't be beat
For the main event
They show their faces, take their places
Raging with contempt
Lights go down, smoke all around
Contenders eye each other
The challenge is made who'll make the grade
The ref pulls down the covers
At the centre of the ring they sway and swing
Exchanging fancy holds
When one's done they tag another one
How far will she go
Chorus:
Tag team baby - a camel clutch
Tag team baby - you are too much
Tag team baby - a scissor lock
Tag team baby - just wanna rock
On the ropes you're losing hope
In a hold we'll put you out cold
Got your back pinned down on the mat
Looks like we're the winners tonight
In round seven she's in heaven
How much can she take
Again and again she feels the strain
As she start the eighth
The bell is hit the stage is lit
She staggers to the centre
Opponents meet their body's heat
The boys tonight have spent her
She's going down she's on the ground
You can hear her howl
She can't take no more 'cause she's so sore
She's throwing in the towel
Ha, ha throwin in her towel
Gave your best but you lost the test
Didn't you know a way to win
Chorus:
Tag team baby - down for the count
Tag team baby - you lost the bout
Tag team baby - oh what a catch