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The Explosion - SmallVille lyrics
Yeah, Zack and Kelly but tell me and tot he max we go
 And treat these verses like Margarito and Pacquiao
 Teachers thought I'd never come out my shell and well
 Now I hop on beats and go pistachio
 They'll never steal my dreams like Leo DiCaprio
 So, before the madness grow I speak what they have to know
 In a town that was small, I crashed in the lawn
 The effect that I met was like a splash in the pond
 See I rap for my mom in the back of the car she said
 "boy, you crazy" momma's little baby
 I always told her I would drop a project one day
 Now I'm taking off, my projects on the runway
 From suburbs of young nerds, to projects that see gun play
 To models on the runway, it'll reach 'em all in someway
 They hit my brother with 10 years, he said "don't leave"
 I said, there's no weave, baby brother I've been here
 Sometimes we move, and forget about where we go
 So this is my beginning
 I look to the sky with a cape on my back
 And they tell me the sky is the limit
 But I don't know why, when I finally fly
 Wanna show em all, this is my beginning
 I look to the sky with a cape on my back
 And they tell me the sky is the limit
 But I don't know why, But I don't know why
 July baby but cooler than a October boy
 With more lines than a zebra wearing cordoroys
 On my high horse, I should go to TroyThe Explosion - SmallVille - http://motolyrics.com/the-explosion/smallville-lyrics.html
 Set my flight course as my wings deploy
 Postcards and polaroids
 But not enough time to buy a stamp and show my boys
 In Japan eating fish that's Coy with little soy
 Then I'm off to London watching this bridge that we built destroy
 Don't take advantage of the simple joys
 My mum text all the time but I miss her voice
 And I know you wish you caught me before I flew off
 But I was running red lights like Rudolph
 Just so I can zoom off, like taking Nike shoes off
 Hit the stage that I grace to amuse y'all
 Wanna be a pilot, you gotta learnt to fly
 And you wanna be a star, your home in the sky
 That's why
 Look, my RCA blast and some jewels that I cut like Cartier
 Soon as I stepped outta the chamber like the RZA bopping to my digital shit
 Plan to lash at all the haters with my physical whip
 My lyrics flow like, how much more can lyrical get
 When all I try to do is put they soul on spiritual lisp
 The pastor tell it, I'm abusing my miracle gift
 When I just do like him and use it just to get me some chips
 So if the rapping Ishmal do, just happen to help you
 And fell through the cracks, and it happen to fit
 Watch it connect your soul, my hustle like Russel
 I just hope my grind connects with the globe
 Then bring some more label reps to my home
 Then I can pass the cake to the next n-gga on
 Fly manoeuvres, Metropolis it's on
 I say bye to, but I will never be gone











