Chris Calor - The Reflection (Shot You Down Freestyle) lyrics

Look, I light the end of the jack, and put the pen to the paper SkullCandy earbuds, drink with no chaser Crack the door open, let God work properly Monopoly, b**h, this whole game is my property Went from near homeless to be the one that'll own it I ain't got the deed yet, but I'm speaking on it Put it into motion, working from nights to morning 'Cuz photographs are the only way you'll ever see a moment Always been a loner, did dirt with no witnesses Just to get my daughter some good gifts on those Christmases Checks ain't coming fast enough addressed to Lyriciss Giving beats the business while tryna learn what the business is Hunger make a n***a learn what a bad decision is Aiming for the top, I had to learn what precision is Really can't talk if you don't know what that feeling is All these years grinding, I'm feeling like a ventriloquist I know they hear me, but can they see me? Top 10 n***a when naming rappers from DC Residing in PG, avoiding the BP No ga**ing, I thought this rap sh** was easy Give a lotta honesty, give a little leeway Do a lotta leg work, get love from the DJs Keep it authentic and take shots at the fake sh** Then I realized they got me caught in the matrix! Damn...that sh** is hard to believe And they ain't even got me playing Keanu Reeves Black man dies in the movie when it's over Bloggers got the lightning gun and I play Dozer Nah, before that happens, I'll play Sosa 3 Hunna shots to the faces of opposers Boxing with the game, Kinect'd with no controllers All I need is this voice and trust me it's game over! Tank in "The Matrix", you let me live and I'll roast ya That should be my symbol like a No Limit soldier Did it for the culture They left me for dead in the desert while I stared up, looking at the vultures Dropped my first album, it came and pa**ed You ain't pay it attention, but it paid me cash A double-edged sword, the funds and respect Feeling dumb 'cuz that album wasn't done for a check I did it so you n***as could walk away with a message Guess they didn't see him Or maybe they did, and imitated a b**h and ignored it like a DM Caught up in these dreams, exercising R.E.M AM to the PM, something like a coma Praying I don't wake up, praying that I cake up Praying that I break up monotony and possibly Be the next leader on the mic, speaking prophecy Realizing that great is something I gotta be No longer an option since Sway said I got it Premier said the same sh** Complex, XXL, & MTV, I gotta make the game switch BMF tactics, I'm stackin' until the gang rich Turning "gang green" to an adjective is the aim, it's... ...no fear for you lame pricks If you don't understand, we speak a different language, b**h The Reflection...