Warner Bros. Records - Lying From You / Dirt Off your Shoulder (delete) lyrics

Intro (Chester): I ordered a frappuccino! Where's my f**ing frappuccino? (Alright, let's do this) Verse 1 (Mike): When i pretend everything is what i want it to be I look exactly like what you have always wanted to see When i pretend I can forget about the criminal I am Stealin' second after second just 'cause i know i can, but I can't pretend this is the way it'll stay, Im just (Trying to bend the truth) I can't pretend Im who you want me to be, so Im (Lying my way from...) Course 1 (Jay-Z): If you feelin' like a pimp, n***a, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps, too. Go and brush your shoulders off n***a's is crazy, baby, dont forget that boy told you Get, that, dirt off your shoulders Verse 2 (Jay-Z): I prob' ly owe it to y'all, prob' ly be locked by the force Tryina' hustle some things that go with the Porsche Feelin' no remorse. Feel like my hand was forced Middle finger to the law, n***a, grip on my balls See, the ladies, they love me. From the bleachers they screamin' All the ballers is bouncin', they like the way Id be leadin' All the rappers be haten', off the trap that Im makin' But all the hustle, they love it, just to see one of us make it Came from the bottom the bottom, to the top to the pots n***a, London, Japan, and straight on the block I can run it back, get it man? Im straight off the block Id be runnin' back, n***a, 'cause im straight with the Roc (Repeat Course) You gotta get, that, dirt off your shoulders. [x4] Verse 3 (Jay-Z): Your homey Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch, tryina' get me a Rover Tryina' stretch out the c**a, like a wrestler, yessir Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya But like, fifty-two cards when out, 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 bras come out, now you chillin' With a boss b**h 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 4 (Mike/Chester): Yeah, I remember what they taught to me Remember condescending talk of who i 'aught 'a be Remember listening to all of that, and this again So i pretended of a person who was fitting in And now you think this person really is me, and Im (Trying to bend the truth) The more I push, the more Im pulling away, cause Im Course 2 (Chester): 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 Id rather be all alone (No turning back now) Anywhere on my own, 'cause i can see (No, no turning back now) The very worst part of you, the very wort part of you Bridge {Chester}/(Mike): {IS ME!} (This isnt what i wanted to be, i never thought that what i said would have you running from me, like this) {THIS} [x2] {No} (No turning back now) (Repeat Course) Is me b*tch!