[Intro: Amerigo Gazaway] Radical Dreamers Won’t be satisfied ’til everybody knows our name We some Radical Dreamers Radical Dreamers [Verse 1: Amerigo Gazaway] I used to stay up late at night playing RPGs Or browsing LimeWire, downloading MP3s Started making mixtapes, and burned cds In hopes that one day Dr. Dre would say he ‘heard my beats’ Just a kid with big dreams and a USB Now I’m giving talks MOPOP and USC  Never thought someday I would be an emcee Or linkin’ up with the homie DJ DN³ Making music that’ll bump for a thousand years  But watch out, because this game is like a house of mirrors One day you sitting on top, without a care  The next minute, you feel like you falling down the stairs  Lose your balance, and then land flat your face  Gotta brush your shoulders off and get back in the race  The clock’s tickin’, but I’m a do whatever it takes  To get mine and leave a mark that y’all can never erase  Leave a legacy that no man could ever replace  I know they want it on demand but but it’s better to wait I know you got bigger plans but it’s never too late  I’ll meet you in the other side I hear the weather is great Keep a regular pace but try not to burn out And don’t spend too much time stressing  if the crowd will turn out  Because you know we got the hot shit without any doubt  So pay attention the words coming out of my mouth because [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream  [Verse 2: Mega Ran] I used to write verses about never signing a deal But when you’re offered what you’ve never had, how does it feel? I can tell you, being in the FedEx, with pen in hand Thinking the day would never come, formulating a plan On how to change the world with a mic and a concept They had never seen, that might clear the room like a bomb threat Remembering the days when all that mattered was Tapes on Tuesday, Now it’s new J’s in a suitcase City to city to rhyme for anybody that’ll listen Jake & Elwood on a mission Single player campaign, ’til I linked with DN³ Switch to co-op, we blow spots, Business never personal Erick and Parrish Holy matrimony and I cherish the marriage Tightrope the line with precarious balance Now I’m linking with Amerigo and sharing your talents My Obsidian blade be spittin’ the stage Leave the kiddies amazed, when he boy skill is displayed The lyrics you crave, shining you can give him a praise Whipped into shape, like children who didn't behave Now I been at it since Captain Gloval took control of the SDF Back when the top shows were Golden Girls and Empty Nests Ten years plus, believe me I got plenty left Ran going in like carts do on an NES [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream 

[Intro: Amerigo Gazaway] Radical Dreamers Won’t be satisfied ’til everybody knows our name We some Radical Dreamers Radical Dreamers [Verse 1: Amerigo Gazaway] I used to stay up late at night playing RPGs Or browsing LimeWire, downloading MP3s Started making mixtapes, and burned cds In hopes that one day Dr. Dre would say he ‘heard my beats’ Just a kid with big dreams and a USB Now I’m giving talks MOPOP and USC  Never thought someday I would be an emcee Or linkin’ up with the homie DJ DN³ Making music that’ll bump for a thousand years  But watch out, because this game is like a house of mirrors One day you sitting on top, without a care  The next minute, you feel like you falling down the stairs  Lose your balance, and then land flat your face  Gotta brush your shoulders off and get back in the race  The clock’s tickin’, but I’m a do whatever it takes  To get mine and leave a mark that y’all can never erase  Leave a legacy that no man could ever replace  I know they want it on demand but but it’s better to wait I know you got bigger plans but it’s never too late  I’ll meet you in the other side I hear the weather is great Keep a regular pace but try not to burn out And don’t spend too much time stressing  if the crowd will turn out  Because you know we got the hot shit without any doubt  So pay attention the words coming out of my mouth because [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream  [Verse 2: Mega Ran] I used to write verses about never signing a deal But when you’re offered what you’ve never had, how does it feel? I can tell you, being in the FedEx, with pen in hand Thinking the day would never come, formulating a plan On how to change the world with a mic and a concept They had never seen, that might clear the room like a bomb threat Remembering the days when all that mattered was Tapes on Tuesday, Now it’s new J’s in a suitcase City to city to rhyme for anybody that’ll listen Jake & Elwood on a mission Single player campaign, ’til I linked with DN³ Switch to co-op, we blow spots, Business never personal Erick and Parrish Holy matrimony and I cherish the marriage Tightrope the line with precarious balance Now I’m linking with Amerigo and sharing your talents My Obsidian blade be spittin’ the stage Leave the kiddies amazed, when he boy skill is displayed The lyrics you crave, shining you can give him a praise Whipped into shape, like children who didn't behave Now I been at it since Captain Gloval took control of the SDF Back when the top shows were Golden Girls and Empty Nests Ten years plus, believe me I got plenty left Ran going in like carts do on an NES [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream 

[Intro: Amerigo Gazaway] Radical Dreamers Won’t be satisfied ’til everybody knows our name We some Radical Dreamers Radical Dreamers [Verse 1: Amerigo Gazaway] I used to stay up late at night playing RPGs Or browsing LimeWire, downloading MP3s Started making mixtapes, and burned cds In hopes that one day Dr. Dre would say he ‘heard my beats’ Just a kid with big dreams and a USB Now I’m giving talks MOPOP and USC  Never thought someday I would be an emcee Or linkin’ up with the homie DJ DN³ Making music that’ll bump for a thousand years  But watch out, because this game is like a house of mirrors One day you sitting on top, without a care  The next minute, you feel like you falling down the stairs  Lose your balance, and then land flat your face  Gotta brush your shoulders off and get back in the race  The clock’s tickin’, but I’m a do whatever it takes  To get mine and leave a mark that y’all can never erase  Leave a legacy that no man could ever replace  I know they want it on demand but but it’s better to wait I know you got bigger plans but it’s never too late  I’ll meet you in the other side I hear the weather is great Keep a regular pace but try not to burn out And don’t spend too much time stressing  if the crowd will turn out  Because you know we got the hot shit without any doubt  So pay attention the words coming out of my mouth because [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream  [Verse 2: Mega Ran] I used to write verses about never signing a deal But when you’re offered what you’ve never had, how does it feel? I can tell you, being in the FedEx, with pen in hand Thinking the day would never come, formulating a plan On how to change the world with a mic and a concept They had never seen, that might clear the room like a bomb threat Remembering the days when all that mattered was Tapes on Tuesday, Now it’s new J’s in a suitcase City to city to rhyme for anybody that’ll listen Jake & Elwood on a mission Single player campaign, ’til I linked with DN³ Switch to co-op, we blow spots, Business never personal Erick and Parrish Holy matrimony and I cherish the marriage Tightrope the line with precarious balance Now I’m linking with Amerigo and sharing your talents My Obsidian blade be spittin’ the stage Leave the kiddies amazed, when he boy skill is displayed The lyrics you crave, shining you can give him a praise Whipped into shape, like children who didn't behave Now I been at it since Captain Gloval took control of the SDF Back when the top shows were Golden Girls and Empty Nests Ten years plus, believe me I got plenty left Ran going in like carts do on an NES [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream 

[Intro: Amerigo Gazaway] Radical Dreamers Won’t be satisfied ’til everybody knows our name We some Radical Dreamers Radical Dreamers [Verse 1: Amerigo Gazaway] I used to stay up late at night playing RPGs Or browsing LimeWire, downloading MP3s Started making mixtapes, and burned cds In hopes that one day Dr. Dre would say he ‘heard my beats’ Just a kid with big dreams and a USB Now I’m giving talks MOPOP and USC  Never thought someday I would be an emcee Or linkin’ up with the homie DJ DN³ Making music that’ll bump for a thousand years  But watch out, because this game is like a house of mirrors One day you sitting on top, without a care  The next minute, you feel like you falling down the stairs  Lose your balance, and then land flat your face  Gotta brush your shoulders off and get back in the race  The clock’s tickin’, but I’m a do whatever it takes  To get mine and leave a mark that y’all can never erase  Leave a legacy that no man could ever replace  I know they want it on demand but but it’s better to wait I know you got bigger plans but it’s never too late  I’ll meet you in the other side I hear the weather is great Keep a regular pace but try not to burn out And don’t spend too much time stressing  if the crowd will turn out  Because you know we got the hot shit without any doubt  So pay attention the words coming out of my mouth because [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream  [Verse 2: Mega Ran] I used to write verses about never signing a deal But when you’re offered what you’ve never had, how does it feel? I can tell you, being in the FedEx, with pen in hand Thinking the day would never come, formulating a plan On how to change the world with a mic and a concept They had never seen, that might clear the room like a bomb threat Remembering the days when all that mattered was Tapes on Tuesday, Now it’s new J’s in a suitcase City to city to rhyme for anybody that’ll listen Jake & Elwood on a mission Single player campaign, ’til I linked with DN³ Switch to co-op, we blow spots, Business never personal Erick and Parrish Holy matrimony and I cherish the marriage Tightrope the line with precarious balance Now I’m linking with Amerigo and sharing your talents My Obsidian blade be spittin’ the stage Leave the kiddies amazed, when he boy skill is displayed The lyrics you crave, shining you can give him a praise Whipped into shape, like children who didn't behave Now I been at it since Captain Gloval took control of the SDF Back when the top shows were Golden Girls and Empty Nests Ten years plus, believe me I got plenty left Ran going in like carts do on an NES [Hook: Amerigo Gazaway]  This is for the G’s, and this is for the hustlers  Fists in the air, still standing up for justice  It isn’t all for nothin, we do it because we love it  This music is my life and I put nothin’ above it  Yo, this is for the hustlers and this is for the G’s The gamers, the artists and everyone in between The DJs, promoters and everyone in the scene Keep doing your thing, don’t ever give up on your dream