Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind


Now, can I get an encore, do you want more?

Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy


So for one last time I need y'all to roar




Now what the hell are you waiting for?


After me, there shall be no more


So for one last time, ^!$$%, make some noise

Get 'em, Jay





Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that

The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at


Can't none of y'all mirror me back


Yeah, hearin' 'me rap is like hearin' G Rap in his prime




I'm, young HO, rap's Grateful Dead


Back to take over the globe, now break bread

I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express


Out of the country but the Blueberry still connect




On the low but the yacht got a triple deck


But when you Young, what the f**k you expect? Yep, yep


Grand openin', grand closin'

!@%& your man Hov' cracked the can open again





Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen

Just draw off inspiration


Soon you gon' see you can't replace him


With cheap imitations for these generations




Now can I get an encore, do you want more?


Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy

So for one last time I need y'all to roar


Now what the hell are you waiting for?




After me, there shall be no more


So for one last time, ^!$$%, make some noise


What the hell are you waiting for?



Look what you made me do, look what I made for you


Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you

When you first come in the game, they try to play you


Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you



From Marcy to Madison Square


To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years

As fate would have it, Jay's status appears


To be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye



When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5


It ain't to play games witchu

It's to aim at you, probably maim you

If I owe you I'm blowin' you to smithereens




@@#!sucker take one for your team

And I need you to remember one thing

I came, I saw, I conquered


From record sales, to sold out concerts



So muh'f**ker, if you want this encore

I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore




I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface


Don't know what you're expecting of me

Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes



(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)


Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

And every second I waste is more than I can take



I've become so numb, I can't feel you there

Become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this, all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you



(I've become so numb)

Can I get an encore, do you want more?

(I've become so numb)

So for one last time I need y'all to roar

One last time I need y'all to roar

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