Visions from the Past

Let’s begin it like this,

The definition of a rap flow, C0nundrum gonna kill it like this,

What is a rap but just a feeling appealing to words I’m dealing,

Raise the ceiling with the praises I’m taking in like I’m healing,

 

Better believe these people wishing on me, fly as a star,

I’m barely bringing the bars, but bitch, I’m bringing them hard,

I’m riding up the boulevard, but since I’m scared of the cars,

I simply step upon these metalheads, I’m killin them off,

 

I hear them cough inside of the coffin I’m nailing these masterbators in,

They flailin in the bars I’m jailin all these rap debaters in,

Pushing them back like a wave and a ship,

Let the world drown over while I’m taking a dip,

 

I’m not an addict of a drug, but I’m starting to trip,

I’m rippin villains into pieces with the flick of my wrist,

Fulfilling bloodlust, the backbone of blacked out lines,

If you’re gonna piss me off, I’m gonna piss in mind,

Diss and grind, the life I never thought I had,

But since I’m pretty chill in general, it’s not that bad.

 

(CHORUS X2)

I’m feelin so groovy now, C0nundrums flow will fuck your whole world up

Let’s begin it like this, the definition of a rap flow, Imma go and kill it like this,

 

I’m a synonym to cynical, mystical when I’m lyrical,

Hysterical, yet kissing all the misses, pretty intrical,

I’m pretty petty, bet you never met somebody as unsteady,

Better be ready for a memory, never could forget me,

 

Washed out like some dirt and amnesia,

Feeling wavy like a brain that’s breaking up anaesthesia,

Freeze up, colder than the center of ice,

Residin at the North Pole while being naughty and nice,

 

I fine dine on the cyanide I make outta verses,

My crew is death and his disciples, all driving in hearses,

Curse my wordplay, magic only makes me stronger,

People test my strength and power, I’m the wrong warmonger,

 

Brawl all these scrawly assholes talking the shit,

Until they fall against the wall saying they’re calling it quits,

It’s just a little bit of work and a lot on my mind,

I’d talk about the rap game, but I’d be wasting my time,

 

Breaking my spine, bending over taking my finds,

Shaking up the foundation, a mistake in design,

Money, bitches, weed, breaking laws, and paraphernalia,

Bring the stereotype straight out of the limit and it will kill ya,

 

(CHORUS X2)

I’m feelin so groovy now, C0nundrums flow will fuck your whole world up

Let’s begin it like this, the definition of a rap flow, Imma go and kill it like this,

 

All these stunners on their treadmills can see me running,

I’m gunning for the top, no one’s gonna see me coming,

See me be as free as oxygen and slick as some oil,

Don’t need to win a competition for the victories spoils,

 

Hit the notes down and low like I’m dropping the base,

You wouldn’t want to see my spittle spilling up in your face,

My membrane is insane, fill your eyes with mace,

But when it comes to outer image, I’m a grand disgrace,

 

I’m a geek with bad coding advice and mad pimples,

I’m a sad excuse for rap appeal and feeling so crippled,

I’m so pale that my body is a legal flashlight,

I’m a dog, sniffing y’all out like a beagle, that’s right, UGH!