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 [bad word] are you waitin for 
After me, there shall be no more 
So for one last time, [bad word] make some noise 

 Get em Jay
  
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 [bad word] 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  Now what the [bad word] are you waitin for After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, [bad word] make some noise  What the [bad word] are you waiting for  [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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] if you want this encore I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore  I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless lost under the surface 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 [bad word] so numb I can't feel you there I've [bad word] so tired so much more aware I'm [bad word] this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you  I've [bad word] so numb Can I get an encore, do you want more (more...) I've [bad word] so numb So for one last time I need y'all to roar One last time I need y'all to roar