作曲 : Shawn Carter/Kanye West/John Lennon/Paul McCartney
 作词 : Shawn Carter/Kanye West/John Lennon/Paul McCartney
Thank you thank you thank you you're far too kind
Now can I get an encore do you want more
Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boss
So for one last time I need yall to roar
Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me there shall be no more
So for one last time nigga make some noise
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  raps 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 louvre but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you Young what the f**k you expect  Yep yep
Grand opening grand closing
God damn your man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gone find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gone see you can't replace him
With cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS
Can I get an encore' do you want more
Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boss
So for one last time I need yall to roar
What the hell 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 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 (yea)
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 witchu
It's to aim at you probably maim you
If I owe you I'm blowin 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 sales to sold out concerts
So muh f**ker if you want this encore
I need you to scream stil your lungs get sore
This man is MADE  He's KILLIN all yall jive turkeys
Do yall want more of the Jigga man
Well if yall want more of the Jigga man
Then I need yall to help me bring him back to stage
Say Hova cmon say it
HO-VA  HO-VA  Are yall out there  HOVA  HOVA
Are yall out there  Cmon louder
Yeah now see that's what I'm talkin bout
They love you Jigga they love you Jigga
I like the way this one feel
It's so muh f**kin soulful man
(Whoh whoah whoah)
Yeah okay
So this here is the victory lap
Then I'm leaving that's how you get me back
After a year of them 16s it's one point two
And that's two point four and I'm only doin two
You wanted to gain attention new dudes
I can get you BET and TRL too
You wanna be in the public send your budget
Well f**k it I ain't budgin
Young did it to death you gotta love it
Record companies told me I couldn't cut it
Now look at me all star-studded
Golf far above par like I putted
All cause the shit I uttered was utterly ridiculous
How sick is this
You want to bang send Kanye a chaing send Just some dust
Send Hip a grip then you gotta spit
A little something like this WOO