Radar - Loco Dice In The Box edit

I can't turn my radar off
 I can't turn my radar off
 Anyone, anything
 I'ma put it in the box
 Anyone, anything
 I'ma put it in the box
 I don't wanna know what day of the week this is
 Or who's the weakest link
 Or what these people think
 I'm knee deep in beeps and clicks
 When the radar blips, my experience lives
 So I know how they fit and I know what to think
 That's retro rudeboy kitchen sink
 That's left wing, right wing, green or pink
 Tweed or weed, it beeps and blinks
 But if I could lose this radar
 Bust loose from the news, the adman, and all this shit
 Then maybe
 When I see dude's hair and shoes I wouldn't assume that I knew them
 Maybe
 When I heard a tune then I'd listen without hearing all the reviews
 And maybe
 I could get to know me, get past the labels and do what I do
 With that gram coke
 You ain't paying for the buzz, you coulda bought ten pills with that cash
 You're paying for a parking spot on the radar
 Ever so edgy, so flash
 Like a pop star chilling with gangsters in a posh frock
 Or with a supermodel, wearing fat gold chains and her cool kicks
 Plus if it's a vital hit
 Every box ticked
 Built with a radar toolkit
 Oh, who's this?
 I like this artist 'cause he wears glasses
 Tick tock, backpack flash on my screen
 "Muslim Skateboarding Marxist"
 When you hear The Beatles or Bob Dylan
 Can you forget the status and properly listen?
 Can I ever get past the packaging?
 Parasite soundbye type blurbalism
 Color my vision
 With your new era cap
 Leather avirex and brrap brrap
 You're clear on my radar
 With your skinny fit jeans
 Pointy shoes and key chains
 You're clear on my radar
 With your chinos
 Rosy cheeks and pink pinstripe shirt
 You're clear on my radar
 Don't know you for shit
 But I know all of it
 Know the coordinates instead
 Don't know you for shit
 But I know all of it
 Know the coordinates instead
 Just by the color of your skin
 My radar says what box you're in
 So I'll keep you in that
 And do you say safe?
 Nice one
 Cool
 Or fabulous
 'Cause I say
 Fuck that
 I'm swimming in the trivia
 Wrapped in maps and plastic
 New categories and classics
 And when I look in the mirror
 I just see the labels
 Eyes like radars flashing
 And when I look in the mirror
 I just see the labels
 Eyes stay dead and flashing