YeahThank you, thank you, thank youYou far too kindHahaUh, yeahReady?Let's goCan I get a encore? Do you want more?Cookin' rock with the Brooklyn boySo, for one last time, I need y'all to roarNow, what the hell are you waiting for?After me, there shall be no moreSo, for one last time, nigga, make some noiseGet 'em, JayWho you know fresher than Hov? Riddle me thatThe rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically atCan't none of y'all mirror me backYeah, hearin' me rap is like hearin' G. Rap in his primeI'm young H.O.: Rap's Grateful DeadBack to take over the globe-now break breadI'm in Boeing jets, Global ExpressOut the country but the blueberry still connectOn the low but the yacht got a triple deckBut when you young what the fuck you expect? (yep, yep)Grand openin'-grand closin'God damn, your man Hov cracked the can open againWho you gon' find doper than him with no pen?Just draw off inspirationSoon you gon' see you can't replace him (him)With cheap imitations for these generationsCan I get a encore? Do you want more?Cookin' rock with the Brooklyn boySo, for one last time, I need y'all to roarNow, what the hell are you waiting for?After me, there shall be no moreSo, for one last time, nigga, make some noiseWhat the hell are you waiting forLook what you made me do, look what I made for youKnew if I paid my dues how will they pay you?When you first come in the game they try to play youThen you drop a couple of hitslook how they wave to youFrom Marcy to Madison SquareTo the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yeah)As fate would have it Jay's status appearsTo be at an all-time high-perfect time to say goodbyeWhen I come back like Jordan wearin' the four-fiveIt ain't to play games with youIt's to aim at you-probably maim youIf I owe you I'll blow you to smithereensCocksucka', take one for your teamAnd I need you to remember one thing (one thing)I came, I saw, I conqueredFrom record sales to sold-out concertsSo mo'fucka', if you want this encoreI need you to scream 'til your lungs get soreI'm tired of being what you want me to beFeeling so faithlessLost under the surfaceDon't know what you're expecting of mePut under the pressureOf 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 takeI've become so numbI can't feel you thereBecome so tiredSo much more awareI'm becoming thisAll I want to doIs be more like meAnd be less like youI've become so numbCan I get a encore? Do you want more? (more)I've become so numbSo, for one last time, I need y'all to roarOne last time, I need y'all to roar
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Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
Let's go
Can I get a encore? Do you want more?
Cookin' rock 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, nigga, 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 H.O.: Rap's Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe-now break bread
I'm in Boeing jets, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you young what the fuck you expect? (yep, yep)
Grand openin'-grand closin'
God damn, 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 (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore? Do you want more?
Cookin' rock 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, nigga, 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 (yeah)
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 four-five
It ain't to play games with you
It's to aim at you-probably maim you
If I owe you I'll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka', take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record sales to sold-out concerts
So mo'fucka', 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 a encore? Do you want more? (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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