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Title: ENCORE
Artist: JAY-Z
Album: THE BLACK ALBUM
Track: 14


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.
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. {What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}
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 witchu
It's to aim at you, probably maim you, if I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereeens
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 muh'fucker if you want this encore I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore.
OWWWW! It's star time, this man is MADE! He's KILLIN all y'all jive turkeys
Do y'all want more of the Jigga man? Well if y'all want more of the Jigga man
Then I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage say Hova, c'mon say it!
HO-VA! HO-VA! Are y'all out there?
Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!
Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin bout, they love you Jigga - they love you Jigga!
[Jay-Z:] I like the way this one feel, it's so muh'fuckin soulful man! Yeah okay!
So this here is the victory lap then I'm lea-vin, that's how you get me back
After a year of them 16's, it's one point two and that's two point four, and I'm only doin two
You wanted to gain attention new dudes I can get you BET and TRL too
You wanna be in the public, send your budget, well fuck it, I ain't budgin!
Young did it to death, you gotta love it record companies told me I couldn't cut it
Now look at me, all star-studded golfer above par like I putted
All cause the shit I uttered, was utterly ridiculous, how sick is this?
You want to bang, send Kanye change, send Just some dust
Send Hip a grip, then you got' spit, a little somethin like this, WOO!
{What the hell are you waiting for...?}




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