The precious thing that you cling to, the tiny little thing that you think makes you you, it's predisposed in your mind, made you blind, subjected to the fact that without it you're dead inside, you beg borrow and steal to make you feel good and the way you feel now well you know you really should, whatever your poison of choice is, you're never gonna silence what that voice inside your head says, it's your concience that's stopping you kiss the sky, take what you want, spread your wings, learn to fly, It's not an easy path to tread inside your head but the truth is much better when it's not spoon fed (a long walk) sometimes you need to do the long walk, (a long talk) sometimes you need to have a long talk, truth is when things are sugar coated well they're usually lies I hope thats duly noted so repeat after me a vocalisation, nothing tastes as sweet as a slice of temptation. It's Temptation, It's temptation, everybody at the KSF keep rocking to new music 'til you're outta breath. I've hit you by surprise, don't tell me lies, I can see it in your eyes, but my eyes are on the prize, realise, should come as no surprise, this jam played on every station, see my lyrics cause your downfall, your ruination, but that's how I vent my frusration, by infecting your head with the sound of temptation, It's Temptation, It's Temptation, Everybody at the KSF keep rocking to new music 'til you're outta breath. See pictures of a peaceful protest, while all the Police are wearing bullet-proof vests, The banks blaming us for all the fuss saying give us all your money, yeah you can trust us! Then they wonder why the threats get sent, line up the politicians for a drive by on parliament, can't you see what's wrong with this picture? The poor are getting poorer and the rich are getting richer! It's temptation, It's temptation, Everybody at the KSF keep rocking to new music 'til you're outta breath, Everybody at the KSF! So drop the beat, I'll go acapella, like Solo and Chewbacca take it interstellar, Look at y'all, jaws scraping on the floor, what? you never seen a superfly white guy rap before, Got sick of this acoustic shit, had enough of it, hippies all singing about love and shit, it's time to roll up to the new gates, I've been in all states, watch the crime rate elevate, So hear my flow, feel my flavour, I'm filled with more drugs than a nineties raver, these old grooves they feel like treason, if you want it old school go and listen to reason, don't like it when I spit it? Think you're tough? Well come and have a go if you think you're hard enough! It's time to rise up and be a nation, the ringing in your ears is the sound of Temptation.

Charred visions of a scarlet sunset. Black gold turns the seas to red. And your lies are washing over me. We don't fear you so bring it on. It's the anger that keeps us strong. And your words are washing over me. Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on. The revolution starts at dawn. Bring it on, bring it on

I come alive, as I break through to the surface. Feel a definite purpose, no longer am I worthless as the dance floor releases its power from the waves as the MDMA mixes combines with my DNA. Everything is brighter, my feet feel lighter. Every moment is longer heart racing faster going like a train. Feel the blood rushing to my brain, look around at everyone smiling, happy, going insane. The temperature rising, feel the ground shaking. All here, all one, like we're mass love making. In one place with no truth or no lies. Let's keep it going til the sunrise.

Tiger girl, jah skankin' deadly, people dem don't understand, and Gullion drop da bass don't care what dem say, Tiger girl jah skankin' deadly, got dem in da palm of jah hand, dem say that nothin' happen on a Sunday! Put on some clothes and strike me a pose, where the wind goes we'll go I suppose, Keep in the flows we're smelling of roses, keep on your toes, tread water like Moses. Wind in your claws, there's no need for using, I'll kick in the baws anyone who's abusin', you look to God and I'll look to music, No right or wrong, whatever you're choosing. Robert and Stoff, the legends are off, we're keeping it tight, we're keeping it rough, we give you it long, we give you it low, we give you it hard wherever we go, Don't wanna be famous so we will stay underground, you want to find us you'll need to use ultrasound, you want a battle then we can go fifty rounds (Tiger girl jah skankin' deadly)

The sweetest sound is calling me home. I've lost my way, tell me where to go. I'll follow you, I'll follow you. And the lights are flashing, And the waves are crashing All souls man the life raft I'll follow you

It's been so long since you had any, That's the consequence, it's no wonder you lie. Dress length shorter now, desperation, You'll get by somehow, it's no wonder you cry. Situation, frustration, desperation, have some patience. It's not the eighties anymore, You're bits and pieces on the floor. A faded image from before, It's not the eighties anymore. All your old friends are going place, Drive expensive cars, all you hear is goodbye. It's not retrospect, it's the real world, Have some self respect, now you don't even try! Situation, frustration, desperation, have some patience. It's not the eighties anymore..... Situation, frustration, desperation, have some patience. You want the eighties back again, Nothing to lose and all to gain, You and your friends in your domain, You want the eighties back again. The eighties back again...

Heading in hells direction, wear a vest for chest protection. At a crossroads, sign on or get sectioned. Walk my path in the dark 'cos I'm a bright spark, Look around, feel like the boss of Prada working in Primark. Came here just to twist it, mix it, flip it, strip it, so turn it up a little bit. Cos we're always in season, give you something to believe in. Only need a rhyme for a reason. Bitch don't ever cross us, cos we're battling bosses, Bringing change to the masses. So you think we're implausible, well your screams are inaudible. Impossible...shit I'm possible. And shits changed now we're notorious, We bask in a light of glorious. Like highland warriors, we'll still be the victorious. See there's a lot of them but there's more of us! Still got rhymes to show, raps to flow. Still keep on our toes, grindstone to nose, cos we're pros. Giving it the real Scottish flavour, With a Stanley blade and a ball pain hammer. So screw your manners, wave the banners, All that matters, is the the patter, with your pals. Have the balls to change your future! Nothing stays the same, time for us to make the change.

Put your hands in the air and clap in time, Now put your hands on your hips and do the bump and grind. Shimmy to the left, slide to the right, Do the Whisky Mac shuffle if you feel uptight. Now close your

See them all, see them fall, only the strong will be left standing tall, those in power, taste too sour, kick them all out of their ivory tower. Oh there's gotta be corruption, yeah there needs to be destruction, Oh there's so much confusion, don't believe their illusion. Gotta rise, feel our size, strength in numbers well they'll soon realise, get onside, turn the tide, lift the rocks up well they've got nowhere to hide. Oh there's gotta be corruption, yeah there needs to be destruction, Oh there's so much confusion, don't believe their illusion. Tear gas, burning cars, riot shields and rubber bullets.

I'm disconnected, there is no signal reaching me, I'm not affected by the images I see. I'm disinfected, antibiotics and bleach, I am not guilty, because I practice what I preach, that's a message that we outta teach. Disconnect yourself x4. There is no talking, but there are many telephones. Communication, is something we do on our own. No one makes history, this is something of the past, but we delete it, so information is not passed, how much longer can this madness last? Disconnect yourself x4 This world is broken, all the scientists agree, we are to many, in a state of entropy. But we can fix it, special bulbs and bags for life. Whilst superpowers, test atom bombs in dead of night, it's out of mind therefore it's out of sight. A war on terror, but there is no side to choose. It is a concept, so no one can win or lose. An endless cycle, a self fulfilling prophesy. War causes terror, but it's for oil in the sea, politicians have no dignity. Disconnect yourself x4 I've no religion, I don't even believe in me. It causes trouble, and makes fools of you and me. We should remove it, like a melanomic cyst. But we can't do that, because the dead will not be missed. I spoke to god and he's an atheist.