[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