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by Rob Regal

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released January 18, 2011

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Track Name: The Reflection (Shot You Down Freestyle)
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, bitch, 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 nigga 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 nigga when naming rappers from DC
Residing in PG, avoiding the BP
No gassing, I thought this rap shit 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 shit
Then I realized they got me caught in the matrix!
Damn...that shit 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 passed
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 niggas could walk away with a message
Guess they didn't see him
Or maybe they did, and imitated a bitch 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 shit
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, bitch
The Reflection...