| Now can I get an encore, do you want more
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| Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
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| So for one last time I need y’all to roar
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| Now what the hell are you waitin for
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| After me, there shall be no more
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| So for one last time, nigga make some noise
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| Get em Jay
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| Who you know fresher than Hov'? |
| Riddle me that
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| The rest of y’all know where I’m lyrically at
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| Can’t none of y’all mirror me back
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| Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime
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| I’m, young H.O., rap’s Grateful Dead
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| Back to take over the globe, now break bread
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| I’m in, Boeing jets, Global Express
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| Out the country but the blueberry still connect
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| On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
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| But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? |
| Yep, yep
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| Grand openin, grand closin
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| God damn your man Hov' cracked the can open again
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| Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
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| just draw off inspiration
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| Soon you gon' see you can’t replace him
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| with cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS
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| Now can I get an encore, do you want more
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| Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
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| So for one last time I need y’all to roar
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| Now what the hell are you waitin for
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| After me, there shall be no more
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| So for one last time, nigga make some noise
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| What the hell are you waiting for
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| Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
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| Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
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| When you first come in the game, they try to play you
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| Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
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| From Marcy to Madison Square
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| To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
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| As fate would have it, Jay’s status appears
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| to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
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| When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4−5
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| It ain’t to play games witchu
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| It’s to aim at you, probably maim you
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| If I owe you I’m blowin you to smithereeens
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| Cocksucker take one for your team
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| And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
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| I came, I saw, I conquered
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| From record sales, to sold out concerts
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| So muh’fucker if you want this encore
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| I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore
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| I’m tired of being what you want me to be
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| Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
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| Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
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| Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
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| (Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
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| Every step that I take is another mistake to you
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| (Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
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| And every second I waste is more than I can take
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| I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there
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| I’ve become so tired so much more aware
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| I’m becoming this all I want to do
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| Is be more like me and be less like you
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| I’ve become so numb
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| Can I get an encore, do you want more (more…)
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| I’ve become so numb
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| So for one last time I need y’all to roar
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| One last time I need y’all to roar |