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Check, S.O.S. Yes (Auld Reekie)

In Reekie, Edinburgh, I built up my repertoire
Wrecking hard beats my speech and etcetera
over net I impress like I'm Federer
Cheeky little I 'kilt' like the dressing (ah)
Dead emcees lead I breath
I could ghost-write for ghosts put under my sheets
Of written lyrics see my spirits as they start to
As the almost finished while I write to this beat
Speak, If I'm given the chance
If I have to put my in and call it red or black
It'll hit the zero but I fight over that
You see I always seem to win and I don't answer back
In the long run, it's a of tracks
Take a step at a time if you cant be divine, just
And go and find you're own
This Scottish rap, I'm sorry mate I own

(S.O.S) the Sons of Scotland
Shout 'S.O.S' I'm done talking
(S.O.S) We got it on ken
So shout 'S.O.S' doing it for Scotland [x2]

An Auld Reekie rapper killing all geeky patter
We can a cheeky little pagger rather scrap the
I'm a walking target for these little
Waka-flame type known the name right rappers (S.O.S)
We the best on the map
Wiping our on you're welcome like a mat take
One step you jokes with a catchphrase
knock, who's there? not me, my name rings a bell
(bring bring) Cause boy speaks crack
But boy with a 'H' and in Scotland it's
Stay intact or attack you get pinned to the
Like a tack picture that, get a bat have a
With my whole team, award no smoke-screen
Less its the dope roached with my home green
some rappers they got burnt out
Flicked like my so class 'A' with no come-down

(S.O.S) the Sons of Scotland
Shout 'S.O.S' when I'm done
(S.O.S) We got it on ken
So 'S.O.S' mate doing it for Scotland [x2]

I'm Edinburgh city's witty gritty sick cunt you sick eh
Little lippy for the little kiddies
And their pretty little spits mates acting like groupies
Hip-hop aint for you get the fuck to Uni
With you're rap all you're chat like that
It got me thinking then out bad man track
Happy slap cats via sound of the jack
You lack facts, track back, you ever been
of anything, anyway, everyday am better wae
Flipping on so heavily am telling ye
Remember me, I'm a fucking in the scene
If you disagree, you sleeping, you keeping with the team
S.O.S. we the best, tell the rest, to rest
We write, you get left, we the set to inspect
See we set for success, set and invest
In the art from the heart, no impressed with the

(S.O.S) It's the of Scotland
'S.O.S' when I'm done talking
(S.O.S) We got it on ken
So shout 'S.O.S' mate doing it for [x2]