Yeah

Thank you, thank you, thank you

Far to kind, yeah

Ready, start

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 roll, yeah

Now what the hell are you waiting for?

After me, there should be no more

So for one last time, ni**a, make some noise

Get 'em, Jay

Do you know fresher than Hov, riddle me that

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

Can't none of you mirror me back

Y'all hear me rappin' it's like Han G rappin' his prime

Young H.O. raps grateful dead

Back to take over the globe, the break bread

I mean, boeing jets Global Express

Out the country what the Blueberry still connect

On a low but the yacht got a triple deck

But when you young, what the f**k you expect? Yup, yup

Grand openin', grand closin'

Goddamn your man Hov crack the can open again

Who ya gonna find open to hell with no pain

Just draw off inspiration, tion tion tion

Who ya gonna see you can't replace him, him him

With cheap imitation for this generation

Encore, do you want more

Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy

So for one last time, I need y'all to roll

Roll, roll, roll, roll, yeah

Now what the hell are you waiting for?

After me, there should be no more

So for one last time, ni**a, make some noise

What the hell are you waiting for?

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

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

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

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

How they wave to you

From Marcy to Madison Square

To the only thing that matters is just a matter of years, years

As fate would have it, Jay's status appears

To be at the all time high, perfect time to say goodbye

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

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

Cocksucker take one for your team

And I need you to remember one thing, one thing

I came, I saw, I conquered

From record sounds to sold out concerts

So motherf**ker if you want this encore

I need you to scream until your lungs are sore, come on

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

Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface

I 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 tight, 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, more, more

I've, become so numb

So for one last time, I need y'all to roll

One last time I need y'all to roll