Lyrics:

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 waitin 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 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 DESE 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 waitin for

After me, there shall be no more

So for one last time, nigga make some noise



What the hell are you waiting for



[sighs] 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 (yea)

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 wit u

It's to aim at you, probably maim you

If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereens

Cocksucker 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 motherfucker 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

I've 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 (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