Artist: Jay-Z & Linkin Park Album: Collision Course Song: Dirt Off Your Shoulder/Lying From You Typed by: riku.reunamaki@kolumbus.fi * * Jay-Z lyrics from OHHLA.com originally [Chester Bennington] I ordered a frappuccino Where's my fucking frappuccino *Laughing* All right let's do this [Verse 1: Mike Shinoda (Chester Bennington)] When I pretend, everything is what I want it to be I looked exactly like what you always wanted to see When I pretend, I can't forget about the criminal I am Stealing second after second just 'cause I know I can, but I can't pretend that this is they way it'll stay, I'm just (Trying to bend the truth) I can't pretend of who you want me to be so I'm (Lying my way from) [Chorus 1: Jay-Z] If you feelin like a pimp nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggaz is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you Get, that, dirt off your shoulder [Verse 2: Jay-Z] I probably owe it to y'all, proud to be locked by the force Tryin to hustle some things, that go with the Porsche Feelin no remorse, feelin like my hand was forced Middle finger to the law, nigga grippin my balls Said the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin All the ballers is bouncin they like the way I be leanin All the rappers be hatin, off the track that I'm makin But all the hustlers they love it just to see one of us make it Came from the bottom the bottom, to the top of the pots Nigga London, Japan and I'm straight off the block Like a running back, get it man, I'm straight off the block I can run it back, nigga cause I'm straight with the Roc [Chorus 1: Jay-Z] [Bridge: Jay-Z] x4 You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulder [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch, tryin to get me a Rover Tryin to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yes sir Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya But like, fifty-two cards when I'm, I'm through dealin Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin with a boss bitch of course S.C. on the sleeve At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real, chill [Verse 3: Mike Shinoda (Chester Bennington)] Yeah, I remember what they taught to me Remember condescending took for who I ought to be Remember listenin to all of that and this again So I pretented up a person who was fitting in And now you think this person really is me and I'm (Trying to bend the truth ) But the more I push the more I'm pulling away 'cause I'm (Lying my way from) [Chorus 2: Chester Bennington (Jay-Z & Mike Shinoda)] You (Nah, no turning back now) I wanna be pushed aside so let me go (Nah, no turning back now) Let me take me back my life I'd rather be all alone (No turning back now) And anywhere on my own, cause I can see (Nah, no turning back now) The very worst part of you The very worst part of you It's ME!! [Bridge: Mike Shinoda] x4 This isn't what I wanted to be I never thought that what I said would have you running from me Like this [Chorus 2: Chester Bennington (Jay-Z & Mike Shinoda)] [Jay-Z] Biatch!