[madchild] Yo, I'm talking about Temptation things that run through your head Like I wonder what my friend's girlfriends like in bed Yo, I bet sometimes she thinks of me instead Greed, that has to do with more than you need Sin, that's usually where temptation leads Turning into an addiction in an instant, take heed Feeding off your ego, cash confusion and sex That's why, like, every eight months You end up back with your ex For a couple days, and then remember Why it wasn't meant to be Go your separate ways and think I wonder what got into me You're done, but then another Eight months comes around eventually Vicious circle, I've done some things That aren't worth mentioning Temptation, made me do some things I regret Easy to fall into, but hard to forget Use to put the blame on others But that's a bunch of nonsense Now I try to focus and Just listen to my conscience
[prevail] Yo, I'm talking about Temptation and it's relation to the human nation The obvious, money, drugs, sexual frustration How else can you explain public funding drain The escalating murder rate and the climb to fame It makes men touch parts that are not to be It makes women clutch parts that are a part of me So all that surface level services a day-to-day An ongoing basis in desire and display The first sensation recognized by script We can't detach ourselves from it once we get into it And why would we it feels better with the shadows closer Comfortable feeling of comparing yours to overdose Sometimes innocent and other times consequential 9 out of the ten times dun it's purely confidential Harder to handle when your crews talking in your ear Until you learn to abstain it draws near Temptation
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