Back to the Heart (featuring WizardFromEarth)

This track brings together a vivid blend of myth, history, and gritty life lessons, weaving in outlandish lyrics by Karanastic and epic rhymes from WizardFromEarth. The song takes listeners on a journey from ancient Greece to modern grit, tracing a path of wisdom, battle, and raw ambition. With references to Thermopylae, Gandalf, and Socrates alongside gunshots, silver dollars, and family duty, the verses blur the lines between fantasy and hard-hitting reality. Unfiltered, unapologetic, and a bit surreal, this collaboration is as much a lyrical cipher as it is a wild manifesto.

Lyrics:

Rapping my whole life away
Always kept it real always kept it straight
Never kept it phony while you kept it lame
So I kept it going like I’m riding a train
Disappear to a town real quaint
Never been too evil never been a saint
You can kiss my ass mucus membrane
Like Damon Wayans in Major Payne
You ain’t see that movie it’s a major shame
Pop the titty out ya mouth with ya baby ways
There are things in life that you can’t obtain
I’m popping off without a cause
Like Sasha Banks my time is boss
And ignore every person I come across

I was raised from the Earth in Hellenic Greece
Died in the battle of Thermopylae
For many years quietus in peace with Gandalf the Gray and the Balrog Beast
But I rose up from the 7 seas
Taught philosophy to Greek Socrates
The way of the voice I can speak to trees
The Graybeards taught me to speak the breeze
Now I walked alone down the road
Found crossroads and I sold my should
Robbie J once paid the toll
But I make that fork tongue demon fold
I learned that I love shooting guns then holler
I learned that I love Morgan silver dollars
I know that I want to own lots of land
And I learned what it takes to run a fam

I’m like fuck the hook I cipher it
If these lyrics could kill then I’d die for it
There’s blood on my hand who’s knife is this
Know that getting caught’s my antithesis
Saw this shit then I’ll kill the witness
Can’t stand them dudes like a con artist
I draw a pic where I take a piss
on ya logo bitch while I’m poppin Chris’
Cunning linguist with cunalingis
I’m eating pussy while you sucking dingus
I’m a rapper bitch fuck hybrid singers
If I see Taylor Swift then I’m dropping fingers
Sick as heck but not getting sued
I’m groping her up and I’m getting nude
Let’s talk lewd like it’s a Family Fued
A Russian robot just might collude

Work all day never quit
When shit hits the fan show True Grit
And you know that I’m not talking Jeff Bridges
I’m talking the Duke John Wayne bitches
All these demonic fame witches
Need to meet Shayne on a plane bitches
Life ain’t all about guns and glory
Liberty’s needed to unfold the story

While nothing is new underneath the sun
You still gotta find God to behold the one
Nothing is new underneath the sun
You still gotta find God to behold the one

I’m Michael Jackson without the rape
Gotta get your girls as least college age
At least 30 wanna play it safe
Here me talking smooth then blast ya face
Gargle talk then can’t translate
Sorry that’s gross I should be ashamed
And I really should go and I’m sorry I came
But it’s me and ya mom and I can’t abstain
Worst thing you can do is apologize
You can sprinkle the truth with a few more lies
Like how I’m at parties and socialize
From the Space Coast back to Oceanside
Cash me outside said I’m popping off
I’m a Palpatine so I’m using force
Ancient scrolls not open source
So kiss my ass while I’m dropping drawers

Back to the start again to the heart again
Find what you love and rock it like a cardigan
Back to the start again to the heart again
Find what you love and rock it like a cardigan
Back to the start again to the heart again
Find what you love and rock it like a cardigan