Lyrics

This is the intro - it's all so simple - to me/ the universe is mental don't lose your dentals - effin' with me/ I've mastered patience yet I will berate you 'til you get mad enough to swing then I'm forced to scrape you/ ugh Banana-nana-fo-fam they ran a train on your broad/ that girl is ruined no jurisprudence - it's just the game/ they're dirty perdy those flirty attention seekin' heathens/ I'm seethin' this album's for the dreamers/ the Stan Lee true believers I leave impressions on the minds of all the doubting lemurs/ you monkeys count your fingers meanwhile I'll count these bars am I a star yet? doesn't matter 'cause I'm going far/ yep interstellar hear me fellers I'm just - palaverin' while travelin' - amongst the gas giants your compliance is not needed nor are any alliances/ I'm fine with this - solo trip I'm grindin' with no eclipse just lunar mist diffusing are you feelin' this?/ - from rap stars to rap-tors they all bite bars thus I soar as I explore astral projecting/ I'm not a lector but you can still call me Hannibal an animal unleashed among the mainstream vassals brandishing/ - songs of wisdom sans the deplorable word this human thesaurus' preference gives birth to the world, ya heard?/ I'm still a nerd, only punany satisfies me - can't find a word yet that can classify me/ unh the brass is polished I'm not a novice on the contrary I'm quite established/ nope not your average babbler world traveler as a youth the proof was in the pudding dog/ but I'm still salty from those nine months spent out on the ocean hoss/ I took a loss when choosing wives, like a Gaynor I survived, now I strive to teach the youth to reach inside and pull out pride/ don't settle for the mediocre medals that they throw before the starving masses - never skip your classes/ this is my sophomore drop - yessir I'm in my bag - prepare for lines that you won't like I know they'll try to drag me/ so what they cannot brand me, I built my own expressway eff a lane I'm Tony Krane the Emcee Killer a.k.a. the rapper's bane/ ain't nothin' change like Baldwin said I'm always in a state of rage/ you're hemophage's facing Blade - dead to me, saving face is not an option you're disgraced/ your so-called image is defaced, now take this "L" and leave with grace/ my bars go in but still I'm chaste/

Welcome, WELCOME, everybody.....to the next phase in the development of Tony Krane, you know what it is, buckle up.