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

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
 (Yeah)
 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 [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