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| Jay Z Black Album Encore Chorus Now can I get an encore, do u want more cookin raw wit the brooklyn boy so for one last time I need yall to roar Now what the hell are u waitin for After me there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga make some noise verse 1 who u kno fresher than Hov? riddle me that the rest of yall kno where i'm lyrically at Can't none of yall mirror me back Yeah hearin me rap is like hearing 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 outin the countrybut the blueberry still connect On the low but the yacht got a triple deck but when you young, what the fuck do u expect? Yep Yep Grand openin Grand Closin Chorus what hell are you waitin for verse 2 Look what you made me do, look what I made for you knew how 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 u From Marcy to Madison Square To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years As fate would have it, Jay's status apppearsn 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 with u It's to aim at u,probaly maim u If I owe u I'm blowin u to smithereens Cocksucker take one for your team And I need you to remember one thing I came, I saw, I conquered From record sales, to sold out concerts So muh'fucker if you want this encore i need u to scream, til your lungs get sore Verse 3 So this here is the victory lap Then I'm leavin, 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 only doin two You wanted to gain attention new dudes I can get u BET and TRL too u wanna be in the public, send your budget well fuck it, I ain't budgin Young did it to death, u gotta love it Record companies told me i couldn't cut it Now look at me, all star studded Golfer above par like i putted All cause the shit i uttered, was utterly ridiculous how sick is this? You want to bang, send Kanye change, send just some dust Send hp a grip, then u got spit a little somethin like this, Woo! What the hell are u waitin for?? |
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