Showbiz & A.G. - Jumpin' Off The Roof lyrics

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Showbiz & A.G. - Jumpin' Off The Roof lyrics

[Verse 1: A.G.] I'm trying to reach the ma**es With my speech till I decease to ashes I'm so deep I should speak to cla**es And my curriculum: "How to be a Ruler like Rick and them" Raped by the system So now it's "f** the system then" She's swinging, I'm pitching and Switching like six of them Bronx embedded, impossible to edit The same way the founders keep it, I kept it With ease and with no effort Yeah success is a disease but you don't breathe when you catch it The breeze in the desert, accept it: Show & A here for the long haul s**er-free and we stay away from cornballs [Hook: A.G.] These n***as jumping off the roof now And I ain't even get a chance to shoot yet Stupid n***as jumping off the roof now Before I even get a chance to shoot [Verse 2: A.G.] My neighborhood resemble a jungle Boy turned wolf but still remain humble We etched in stone, impossible to undo Pressure make me a diamond, pressure make you crumble Let's just say you fumble And I pick it up and go the other way Dancing in the end-zone, my mother say She so proud of what I've become, and since I'm her only one, every day is Mother's Day If you ain't down to ride then get the f** away If you a rider then f** with A And struggle builds character You can't be a champ if you don't have a challenger Come on [Hook] [Verse 3: A.G.] So diverse I curse the bubblegum rapper Turning my culture into laughter, nah homeboy I'm a champ, see it hanging from the rafter? So I make it harder for those that go after The quiet storm, it's art at its highest form Mama threw the crown on the day I was born I'm a lion, you just lyin' Go against The Giant, Music is a science, not sh** that we tryin' I'm flyin', you stranded on the runway So underground they built a booth in the motherf**ing subway Shell-Toe Adidas like Run & D and them s**er MCs, I find and ether them The fourth generation that A is speaking to Since Peanut Chews, Gazelles, and Adidas suits To Timberlands, heirs and Montclairs Don't matter with me, when I speak they all ears [Hook] [Outro: A.G.] There's so many, so many, so many, so many things I want to say There's so many, so many, so many, so many things I need to say