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	Artist: Jay-Z Song Title: Dirt Off Your Shoulder Album: The Black Album
You now tuned into the muhfkin greatest! Turn the music up in the head phones Tell em' you can gone grush ya shoulders off n, I got you Chorus-If you feelin like a PIMP n gone brush ya shoulders off Ladies is PIMPS too, gone brush ya shoulders off. Ns is crazy baby dont forget that boy that told you, GET THAT DIRT OFF YOUR SHOULDER Probably owe it to y'all Probably be locked by the force Tryna' hustle some things that go with the porsche Feelin no remorse, feelin like my head was forced Middle finger to the law, N grippin my balls Said the ladies they love me, from the bleachers they screamin All the ballas 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 of bottom to the top of the box N run through Japan and I'm straight off the block Like a runnin back, get it man, I'm straight off the block I can run it back n cuz I'm straight with the ROC Chorus-If you feelin like a PIMP n gone brush ya shoulders off Ladies is PIMPS to gone brush ya shoulders off. Ns is crazy baby dont forget that boy told you get that dirt of your shoulderx4 Yo homie HOV in position, in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch, tryna to get me a ROVA Tryin to stretch out the coca like a wrestler, yes sir Keep the heckala close, you know them smokas will test ya But like 52 cards went out, now I'm through dealin now 52 bars come out, now you feel em now 52 cars roll out remove ceilings, incase 52 broads come out Now you chillin with a boss b cause 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'ma balla foreal, CHILL! Chorus Boy back in the building Brooklyn we back on the map Me and my beautiful Bi--itch in the back of that back I'm the realest to run it, I just happen to rap I aint gotta clap at em, ns scared of that black I drop that Black Album, then I back out it as the best rapper alive, n**s ask about me From bricks to Billboards, grams to Grammy's the O's to opposite, off the anny You got a problem J for selling out the Garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hay I'ma hustleler homie, you a customer chrony I got some dirt on my shoulder, could you brush it off for me Chorus till end