Encore (The Grey Album)

Lyrics

[Intro] Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're far too kind [Chorus] 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, 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 [Verse 1] 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' Goddamn, your man Hov' cracked the can open again Who you gon' find doper than him? With no pen, just draw off inspiration Soon you gonna see you can't replace him With cheap imitations for these generations [Chorus] 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, 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 [Verse 2] *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 (yeah) 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 with you 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 [Interlude] Owww, it's star time This man is mean, 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 the stage Say "Hova!" – c'mon, say it! Are y'all out there? [crowd chants "HO-VA! HO-VA!"] C'mon, louder! Yeah, now see that's what I'm talking about They love you, Jigga! They love you, Jigga! [Break] I like the way this one feel It's so motherfuckin' soulful, man! (Whoaaaaaahhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh) Yeah [crowd still chanting] okay