Thank you, thank you, thank you You're far too kind
Can I get an encore, do you want more Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar
Now what the hell are you waiting for?
After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, make some noise
Get em Jay
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 hearing 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 Out the country but the Blueberry still connect On the low but the yacht got a triple deck But when you young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep Grand opening, grand closing God damn your man Hov cracked the can open again Who you goin' find doper than him with no pen Just draw off inspiration Soon you goin' see you can't replace him With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get an encore, do you want more Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y?all to roar
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb
Can I get an encore, do you want more
I've become so numb
So for one last time I need y'all to roar So for one last time I need y'all to roar