Pat Battle - Radical Boy lyrics

[Verse 1] Now I don't know why you would imply that I'm a regular guy I'm a**umin' that you're zoomin' in with secular eyes Whether or not I try to fit in, I'm resistant to an image Though I'm admittin' the hoppin' and hippin' has hit its limit Then what's my incentive? I see a need to be inventive Every sentence I've written will exhibit to all you dipsh**s This script hits hard, and if your armor isn't fitted properly Honestly, you're probably a target for gimmicks My brain sizzles like an egg up in a sk**et Do what the hell I mari-wanna dude, f** a critic I'm ownin' every moment of this scrimmage while I'm in it Since long life isn't, second chances ain't a given The tickin' doesn't quit until the minute I'm finished Clocks and watches limit options - I'm infinite in spirit Spaced out, but every asteroid Pat avoids With tactical poise, decoys sit back and enjoy A mathematical track from a Radical Boy [Hook] I don't give a f** about a dollar and a dream No puppet on a string I'm a (Radical Boy) Not quite gutter, though I'm far from a s**er Did I stutter mother f**er? R-R-Radical Boy All in all I know I'm pretty odd, yeah dawg, but I'm raw Though flawed, I'm a (Radical Boy) They ask me what I'm doin'? I tell 'em being human [Verse 2] So Kanye's a god? That's odd, cause I'm agnostic The science of my rockin's impervious to a prophet Hip Hoppers Anonymous is ominous as politics Deep pockets put improper logic into prominence My talk ain't cheap, but not a fee you can quote If you're thinkin' I'ma charge for what I wrote - I won't The dimension I was sent from, this we call a sacrifice Where karma revolves around us all like a satellite [Bridge] [Verse 3] f** lights, camera, action You hear me snappin' like there's no tomorrow Almost as if every breath is borrowed I walk a separate echelon, no level that you've ever dawned upon So when I descend, guess what I'm steppin' on? Capitalist rappers who be masterin' sh** backwards I'm grabbin' your attention Whether cash I'm catchin' afterward or not See A&Rs scavenge for the average come lunch time No appetite for talent, what a punch line Imagine it - I'm laughin' so bad I split my abdomen Like someone accidentally swung an axe in it Muggles wanna rumble when they never took a magic cla** a**hole - Go pull a whole hat out of a rabbit's a** It's kinda sad, these little lads follow fads While I'm runnin' f**ing fast Trying to duck under the underpa** for cover Where others wanna wonder why I'm cussin' mad Really? I don't have half the patience your mother has So while you fakers stay complacent in this Matrix I'm draggin' down the drapes if I should happen to escape it These Hipster-Aid cases got you mother f**ers wasted Let's unlace the Kool-Aid, trace it back to the basics With sick verbal content, dizzy lyrical concepts The instrumental's ill, and my sk** is the onset Complex view, loose screw, new void This imagination coup is proof that in fact Pat Bat-tle is a Radical Boy [Hook] Yeah and so it goes, I make masterful noise No mere pioneer, I'm a (Radical Boy) Acrobatically leap into the beat, yeah dawg And it's kinda like my job to be a (Radical Boy) It's clear that I'm weird, still lend me an ear There's no need to fear, I'm a (Radical Boy) Hearing is believing, I'm a practical choice (Yo, check it out) [Refrain] Anybody with rhymes, I got rhymes too More live and ready to out-rhyme you Who? Me - I'm a Radical (Radical) Stolen property on an audio odyssey Make no apologies, cause I'm Radical (Radical) Radical - Radical? Radical - Radical