Dirt Off Your Shoulder / Lying From You [Greek translation]

I ordered a frappuccino

Where's my fuckin' frappuccino

Alright, let's do this

When I pretend everything is what I want it to be

I look 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 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 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

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 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

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

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

You gotta get (get), that(that), dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get (get), that(that), dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get (get), that(that), dirt off your shoulder

You gotta get (get), that(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, yessir

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

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

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

Beeitch

• Artist:Linkin Park
• Album:"Collision Course" (2004)