[SDx10] Sirocco

by Swin Deorin

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released December 19, 2013

Music recording, production, editing, mixing and mastering; cjt

Art © Stephanie Ray
Check out her work here;
deviant-disaster.deviantart.com
Asked before permission was given.
Slight edit by cjt, cropped and colour shift in GIMP.

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Swin Deorin UK

Scottish experimental sound producer/musician. Please enjoy responsibly and tell your friends.

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Track Name: False - Intro
*sucks teeth*...Fuck...
Track Name: The Coldest Darkness - Swinemix Of Andrew Huang
is your heart at battle
living in misty shadows
does she miss me at all?

i see your spirit, broken
i know you need atonement
but give it one more moment

wait - you are not alone
if i could give you back the light
if i could hold you 'til it's right

wait - you are not alone
if i could keep you from the edge
if i could hold you back again

but the dusk has spoken
all your demons close in
when your tears are oceans

it's the coldest darkness
knotted in night-time gardens
how could she be so heartless?

wait - you are not alone
if i could give you back the light
if i could hold you 'til it's right

wait - you are not alone
if i could keep you from the edge
if i could hold you back again

deep black cosmos, don't give me grounds to doubt you!
scarlet starscape, how could i live without you?!

and though i know you're not found
don't want to see you knocked down

wait - you are not alone
if i could give you back the light
if i could hold you 'til it's right

wait - you are not alone
if i could keep you from the edge
if i could hold you back again
Track Name: Work - Swinemix of Iggy Azalea
Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck I've been through

Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes
3 jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit bout where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from

No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.

I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit

You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning and now I'm passing the bar
Like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate, but the industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!

You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving
Blow jobs for Louboutins
What do you call that?
Head over heels

No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.

I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit

Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mum, I love you
One day I'll pay you back
For the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
16 you sent me through customs
So….
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn first at the light that's in front of me
Cause every night Ima do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause it's all that I ever had

Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit

Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
Track Name: Ma Bicyclette - Scrapyard Mix of Andrew Huang ft. Side Pony Nation
have you seen me yet?
and ma bicyclette?
get your tools out
you could come and tweak these sets
i got a vicious cycle
i'm riding it right though
the places that i go?
the kids go psycho
grips in my hands, road under my feet
one day we'll be taking over the streets
the ramps get brought out, the jumps erupt
you get air - pump p-p-pump pump it up!
i'm a fellow who could settle
for a special girl who pedals to the metal
while her feet are in stilettos
and uh, hello!
let's go for a ride, you and i
i don't mind if you're on a shiny ship or if it's ghetto
take either, i've ridden whips, ridden beaters
cruisers, all-terrains and two-seaters
used to do it top speed, nobody could touch me
now i'm on a chill tip, gliding on my dutchie

summertime treks and the brawn is back
and i'm always shining when i'm on the track
call it bicycle wax, because i'm digging through crates
all worn out, i'm looking for new brakes
too tired like i got the knock
heads shocked 'cause i still never stop the rock
i'm getting geared up, slick ride pops your brain
might not look it, but it's off the chain
i got a handle on it, so if you're feeling like i feel
then i guess you're feeling wheels rolling, pedals at your heels
on the real, i'm a spokesman
every day i'm grinning while i'm spinning like i'm winning
and it's just the beginning, i'm really living
am i going a little too fast?
well i'm here in the city, i'm hitting critical mass
so many speeds, guess i'm still dealing with cassettes
got a racket on the rack, it's ma bicyclette

hello, it's just me and my velo
rocking a side pony and stilettos
let's go, we ride these streets
working our glutes, being urban athletes
honky honky, beep beep beepy
get on a bike and out that jeepy
ding ding ding as i speed by
excuse me miss - i love your ride!

daisy, daisy, give me your answer, do
and double up your pleasure on a bicycle built for two
in tandem as we pedal it, legs spinning smooth in sweet duet
take you on a ride you can't forget on my bicyclette

dream cycle, gold frame, pedals to match
this beast is thinner than a model and the wheels don't detach
so saddle up, got a seat that's made of leather and velvet
purple flames painted on the side - i'll see you in helmets
Track Name: Turnaround
What's been going on tonight then Brian?

ACID!

Don't kill me, please. I wont tell anyone.

Please.

Please.