Dirt Off Your Shoulder / Lying From You (Live) - Linkin Park (林肯公园)/Jay-Z

When I pretend everything is what I want it to be

I look exactly like

What you had 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

That's right

I can't pretend this is the way

It'll stay I'm just

Trying to bend the truth

I can't pretend I'm who you want me to be

So I'm

Lying my way from

If you feelin' like a pimp ni**a

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

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 ni**a grip'n my balls

All 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

Ni**a 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

'Cause I'm straight with the Roc

If you feelin' like a pimp ni**a

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

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder

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 you

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 b**ch 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 balla for real cheea

Yeah I remember what they taught to me

Remember condescending talk of

Who I ought to be

Remember listening to all of

That and this again

So I pretended up a person who was fittin' 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 'cuz I'm

Lying my way from you

No no turning back now

I wanna be pushed aside so let me go

No no turning back now

Let me take back my life

I'd rather be all alone

No turning back now

Anywhere on my own 'cuz I can see

No no turning back now

The very worst part of you

The very worst part of you is me

This isn't what I wanted to be

I never thought that what I said would

Have you running from me like this

This isn't what I wanted to be

I never thought that what I said would

Have you running from me

It's like this

This isn't what I wanted to be

I never thought that what I said would

Have you running from me like this

This isn't what I wanted to be

I never thought that what I said would

Have you running from me like this

You no turning back now

I wanna be pushed aside so let me go

No no turning back now

Let me take back my life I'd rather be all alone

No turning back now

Anywhere on my own 'cuz I can see

No no turning back now

The very worst part of you

The very worst part of you is me b**ch