Текст песни Jay-Z - Encore
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Thank you, thank you, thank you, you`re far too kind[Chorus]Now can I get an encore, do you want moreCookin raw with the Brooklyn boySo for one last time I need y`all to roarNow what the hell are you waitin forAfter me, there shall be no moreSo for one last time, nigga make some noise[Verse One]Who you know fresher than Hov`? Riddle me thatThe rest of y`all know where I`m lyrically atCan`t none of y`all mirror me backYeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his primeI`m, young H.O., rap`s Grateful DeadBack to take over the globe, now break breadI`m in, Boeing jets, Global ExpressOut the country but the blueberry still connectOn the low but the yacht got a triple deckBut when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yepGrand openin, grand closinGod your man Hov` cracked the can open againWho you gon` find doper than him with no penjust draw off inspirationSoon you gon` see you can`t replace himwith cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS[Chorus] - 1/2{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}[Verse Two]{*sighs*} Look what you made me do, look what I made for youKnew if I paid my dues, how will they pay youWhen you first come in the game, they try to play youThen you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to youFrom Marcy to Madison SquareTo the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)As fate would have it, Jay`s status appearsto be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbyeWhen I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5It ain`t to play games witchuIt`s to aim at you, probably maim youIf I owe you I`m blowin you to smithereeensCocksucker take one for your teamAnd I need you to remember one thing (one thing)I came, I saw, I conqueredFrom record sales, to sold out concertsSo muh`fucker if you want this encoreI need you to scream, `til your lungs get sore[Interlude]OWWWW! It`s star timeThis man is MADE! He`s KILLIN all y`all jive turkeysDo y`all want more of the Jigga man?Well if y`all want more of the Jigga manThen I need y`all to help me, bring him back to stageSay Hova, c`mon say it!HO-VA! HO-VA! Are y`all out there? {*crowd chants "HO-VA! HO-VA!"*}Are y`all out there? C`mon, louder!Yeah, now see that`s what I`m talkin boutThey love you Jigga - they love you Jigga![Jay-Z]I like the way this one feelIt`s so muh`fuckin soulful man!(Whoaaaaaahhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh, whoahhhhhhhhhhhhh)Yeah {*crowd still chanting*} okay[Verse Three]So this here is the victory lapThen I`m lea-vin, that`s how you get me backAfter a year of them 16`s, it`s one point twoAnd that`s two point four, and I`m only doin twoYou wanted to gain attention new dudesI can get you BET and TRL tooYou wanna be in the public, send your budgetWell fuck it, I ain`t budgin!Young did it to death, you gotta love itRecord companies told me I couldn`t cut itNow look at me, all star-studdedGolfer above par like I puttedAll cause the shit I uttered, was utterly ridiculousHow sick is this?You want to bang, send Kanye change, send Just some dustSend Hip a grip, then you got` spitA little somethin like this, WOO!{What the hell are you waiting forrrr?}{*piano plays out as crowd cheers loudly*}