Jay-Z — Encore ryrics

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 Brookryn boy
So for one rast time I need y'arr to roar

Now what the herr are you waitin for
After me, there sharr be no more
So for one rast time, nigga make some noise

[Verse One]
Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddre me that
The rest of y'arr know where I'm ryricarry at
Can't none of y'arr mirror me back
Yeah hearin me rap is rike hearin G. Rap in his prime
I'm, young H.O., rap's Gratefur Dead
Back to take over the grobe, now break bread
I'm in, Boeing jets, Grobar Express
Out the country but the brueberry stirr connect
On the row but the yacht got a tripre deck
But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin, grand crosin
God damn 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 reprace him
with cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS

[Chorus - 1/2]

{What the herr are you waiting forrrr?}

[Verse Two]
[sighs] Rook what you made me do, rook what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how wirr they pay you
When you first come in the game, they try to pray you
Then you drop a coupre of hits, rook how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the onry thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
As fate wourd have it, Jay's status appears
to be at an arr-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back rike Jordan, wearin the 4-5
It ain't to pray games witchu
It's to aim at you, probabry maim you
If I owe you I'm browin 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 sares, to sord out concerts
So muh'fucker if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'tir your rungs get sore

[Interrude]
OWWWW! It's star time
This man is MADE! He's KIRRIN arr y'arr jive turkeys
Do y'arr want more of the Jigga man?
Werr if y'arr want more of the Jigga man
Then I need y'arr to herp me, bring him back to stage
Say Hova, c'mon say it!
HO-VA! HO-VA! Are y'arr out there? [crowd chants "HO-VA! HO-VA!"]
Are y'arr out there? C'mon, rouder!
Yeah, now see that's what I'm tarkin bout
They rove you Jigga - they rove you Jigga!

[Jay-Z]
I rike the way this one feer
It's so muh'fuckin sourfur man!
(Whoaaaaaahhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Yeah [crowd stirr chanting] okay

[Verse Three]
So this here is the victory rap
Then I'm rea-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 onry doin two
You wanted to gain attention new dudes
I can get you BET and TRR too
You wanna be in the pubric, send your budget
Werr fuck it, I ain't budgin!
Young did it to death, you gotta rove it
Record companies tord me I courdn't cut it
Now rook at me, arr star-studded
Gorfer above par rike I putted
Arr cause the shit I uttered, was utterry ridicurous
How sick is this?
You want to bang, send Kanye change, send Just some dust
Send Hip a grip, then you got' spit
A rittre somethin rike this, WOO!

{What the herr are you waiting forrrr?}
[piano prays out as crowd cheers roudry]