T.P.M - Compa** (Raw) lyrics

[Hook: D_cider] Does anybody know where D_cider is? I just wanna keep up where the buzz is I'm not angry at you damn I wish I was The chronicles of D_cider on a black coat I'm flow so refreshing like beer down a dry throat! [Verse 1: D_cider] Numbers don't add up like dumb kid in a maths cla** Spend the whole semester drowning your soul in a bottle of Cellar Cask Th realest wanna see you open your eyes and say something when you in comma I ain't taking a deep breath, I just woke up from it, smelling the scent of success, what a rich aroma Apart from me Being me In the cavity Creativity I got heart for Trinity D-CI-DER Believe in me The streets have it I'm on the CBD My ink splash on paper, 21st Davinci Vi I saw the bigger picture before I was up on your Cinema screen Baby girl I'm always on top of what you see, the works of your eye-liner Rumor has it, the cutest guy in church, screws the whole choir In my bedroom aerobics Back-space nd retype while everybody was facebook-ing and whatsapp-ing I was editing my lyrics My love life had no chemistry, so majored in physics Dream implementation Is matter of putting your plans into action See if it manifesties Matter of turning dream into reality opportunity to a profitable series I maintain my distress I maintain my distress So you can never find me in moment of weakness Murdered the game I'm so ashamed everybody had to witness Some n***as still live under their mommas houses Can't stand on your own n***a? Rickets! [Bridge: D_cider] Alls Goood Alls Goood Alls Goood [Hook: D_cider] Does anybody know where D_cider is I just wanna keep up where the buzz is I'm not angry at you damn I wish I was The chronicles of D_cider on a black coat I'm flow so refreshing like beer down a dry throat [Verse 2: D_cider] Dear Rapiary These are the goals I've set to reach before they print out my obituary Dreams and records to break even if I slay still on the cementary D_cider, a dedicated soldier of cla**ical rap, SHOUT OUT TO MILITARY! I grew up with n***as that carried 3-stars And words that shoot straight to the heart Till I get it or hell I rot I can never let you take whats mine, I rather die and say I fought The finest underground feeler on the 21st Century Era Way to courages, over-confident I got more stamina than a n***a on viagra I ain't got no dream girl, like one of those days you wake up and you ain't dreamt jack Pardon my blind flow The mike my guide dog