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

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

(S.O.S) the Sons of Scotland
Shout 'S.O.S' when I'm talking
(S.O.S) We got it on ken
So shout 'S.O.S' mate doing it for Scotland

An Auld Reekie rapper killing all you're geeky
We can a little pagger rather scrap the drama
I'm a walking target for these Swagger-Jagga
type bastards known the name right rappers (S.O.S)
We the on the map mate
Wiping our feet on welcome like a mat take
One step back you with a catchphrase
Knock knock, who's there? not me, my name a bell
(bring bring) Cause you're boy speaks
But boy a 'H' and in Scotland it's smack
intact or attack you get pinned to the wall
Like a tack picture that, get a bat a ball
With my team, award winning no smoke-screen
Less its the smoke roached with my home green
Has-been's some rappers they got out
Flicked like my joint's so class 'A' no come-down

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

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

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