[00:17.46]Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind
[00:22.29]Now can I get an encore, do you want more
[00:27.54]Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy
[00:29.43]So for one last time I need y'all to roar
[00:31.17]Now what the hell are you waitin' for
[00:31.86]After me, there shall be no more
[00:32.94]So for one last time, ****ers make some noise
[00:33.93]Who you know fresher than hov'? riddle me that
[00:35.91]The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
[00:37.80]Can't none of y'all mirror me back
[00:39.54]Yeah hearin' me rap is like hearin' g. rap in his prime
[00:42.15]I'm, young h.o., rap's grateful dead
[00:44.43]Back to take over the globe, now break bread
[00:46.41]I'm in, boeing jets, global express
[00:48.42]Out the country but the blueberry still connect
[00:50.49]On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
[00:52.56]But when you young, what the **** you expect? yep, yep
[00:55.26]Grand openin', grand closin'
[00:56.79]God your man hov' cracked the can open again
[00:59.43]Who you gon' find ****er than him with no pen
[01:01.59]Just draw off inspiration
[01:03.45]Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
[01:05.40]With cheap imitations for dese generations
[01:15.51]Now can I get an encore, do you want more
[01:18.06]Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy
[01:19.98]So for one last time I need y'all to roar
[01:21.81](what the hell are you waiting for?)
[01:24.54]Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
[01:26.64]Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
[01:28.65]When you first come in the game, they try to play you
[01:30.81]Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
[01:33.24]From Marcy to Madison mother****ers
[01:34.89]To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
[01:37.26]As fate would have it, jay's status appears
[01:39.18]To be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
[01:41.97]When I come back like Jordan, wearin' the 4-5
[01:44.43]It ain't to play games witchu
[01:45.69]It's to aim at you, probably maim you
[01:47.91]If I owe you I'm blowin' you to smithereens
[01:50.01]Mother****er take one for your tea
[01:51.63]And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
[01:53.82]I came, I saw, I conquered
[01:55.44]From record sales, to sold out concerts
[01:57.69]So muh'****er if you want this encore
[01:59.70]I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore
[02:01.50]Ow! it's star time
[02:05.46]This man is made! he's killin' all y'all jive turkeys
[02:09.90]Do y'all want more of the jigga man?
[02:11.52]Well if y'all want more of the jigga man
[02:13.56]Then I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage
[02:17.58]Say hova, c'mon say it!
[02:19.08]Ho-va! ho-va! are y'all out there? ("ho-va! ho-va!")
[02:23.55]Are y'all out there? c'mon, louder!
[02:25.92]Yeah, now see that's what I'm talkin bout
[02:30.66]They love you jigga, they love you jigga!
[02:31.62]I like the way this one feel
[02:33.15]It's so muh'****er soulful man!

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 hell are you waitin' for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, ****ers 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., 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 **** you expect? yep, yep
Grand openin', grand closin'
God your man hov' cracked the can open again
Who you gon' find ****er 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
(what the hell 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 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 mother****ers
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 smithereens
Mother****er take one for your tea
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'****er if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore
Ow! it's star time
This man is made! he's killin' all y'all jive turkeys
Do y'all want more of the jigga man?
Well if y'all want more of the jigga man
Then I need y'all to help me, bring him back to stage
Say hova, c'mon say it!
Ho-va! ho-va! are y'all out there? ("ho-va! ho-va!")
Are y'all out there? c'mon, 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'****er soulful man!