Single for Swift

After accepting a challenge from Anthony Trask, I wrote what I could based off of one S-Word: SWIFT. I came up with the lyrics within.

As for the music, I created 3 different instrumentals for The S. Word project and this was the second one. The sounds reminds me of something by a rapper from New Orleans or Houston. Southern Gospel like.

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lyrics

My attitude was slain in order to be saved too
Maturity mentality actuality not the same dude
Down to the river I had to drown my fears
Wash over my tears, so insecure
All within years losing all my peers
nothing to cheer just a golden bear
Hold up right here time for a new start
Escape for a chance for change renew bruised heartIf I can be quick if you catch my drift
We can uplift but we must be swift
How much time do we have left on our side
Before the selfless servant takes his bride
Will his kingdom rise and where will we reside
Will we conquer fear and pride if flesh is denied
Swift is his justice even if it’s just us
Swift is the sickle thank GOD he loves us
Who can we trust with so much opposition
Tell the whole world that is our mission
Pay attention or repay submission
Pray with passion or be prey when fishing
This ain’t draft kings but I feel it won’t last
Like we’ll be forgotten memories will be past
Number 87. Number 87
I remember when all would laugh
But this smooth talker was swift
chatting up fastMy attitude was slain in order to be saved too
Maturity mentality actuality not the same dude
Down to the river I had to drown my fears
Wash over my tears, so insecure
All within years losing all my peers
nothing to cheer just a golden bear
Hold up right here time for a new start
Swift to escape at a chance to unlock my heart

Never went to parties as a teenager
Never hit up them bars 21 still a stranger
Slow to progress yet swift to take advantage oh
I had my ways to accomplish long term goals
Picky i suppose who knows I was clothed
Masked up with a fast strut I was dope
Addictive personality with chameleon tendencies
Sharp shooter behavior lady killing ask friends of me
My best friend was butter recording for fun
When I was 23 I was air Jordan on em
Legs spread, tongue out, hand on the ball
Something like Miley something like a wrecking ball
Added a why to my name so people would ask why
Plus they would remember and never forget mine
Some wanted to drop the mic and walk away
But if they forgot my joke I’d belly flop in pain

My attitude was slain in order to be saved too
Maturity mentality actuality not the same dude
Down to the river I had to drown my fears
Wash over my tears, so insecure

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credits

released November 20, 2015
Chris Treborn
Inspired by Anthony Trask
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BUY SINGLE: j.mp/singleforswift
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