Jay-Z - Encore Lyrics
Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind[Chorus]Now can I get an encore, do you want moreCookin raw with the Brooklyn boySo for one last time I need y'all to roarNow what the hell are you waitin forAfter me, there shall be no moreSo for one last time, nigga make some noise[Verse One]Who 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 breadAmen, 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 ***** you expect? Yep, yepGrand openin, grand closinGod damn man Hov' cracked the can open againWho you gon' find doper than him with no penjust draw off inspirationSoon you gon' see you can't replace himwith cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS[Chorus - 1/2]{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}[Verse Two][sighs] Look what you made me do, look what I made for youKnew if I paid my dues, how will they pay youWhen you first come in the game, they try to play youThen you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to youFrom Marcy to Madison SquareTo the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)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 4-5It ain't to play games witchuIt's to aim at you, probably maim youIf I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereeens*****sucker 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 muh'*****er if you want this encoreI need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore[Interlude]OWWWW! It's star timeThis man is MADE! He's KILLIN all y'all jive turkeysDo y'all want more of the Jigga man?Well if y'all want more of the Jigga manThen I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stageSay Hova, c'mon say it!HO-VA! HO-VA! Are y'all out there? [crowd chants "HO-VA! HO-VA!"]Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin boutThey love you Jigga - they love you Jigga![Jay-Z]I like the way this one feelIt's so muh'*****in soulful man!(Whoaaaaaahhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh)Yeah [crowd still chanting] okay[Verse Three]So this here is the victory lapThen I'm lea-vin, that's how you get me backAfter a year of them 16's, it's one point twoAnd that's two point four, and I'm only doin twoYou wanted to gain attention new dudesI can get you BET and TRL tooYou wanna be in the public, send your budgetWell ***** it, I ain't budgin!Young did it to death, you gotta love itRecord companies told me I couldn't cut itNow look at me, all star-studdedGolfer above par like I puttedAll cause the shit I uttered, was utterly ridiculousHow sick is this?You want to bang, send Kanye change, send Just some dustSend Hip a grip, then you got' spitA little somethin like this, WOO!{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}[piano plays out as crowd cheers loudly]
