Lyrics Encore - Jay-Z
Thank
you,
thank
you,
thank
you
You're
far
too
kind
Woo
Yeah,
woo,
woo,
uh-huh
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,
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,
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
openin',
grand
closin'
God
your
man
Hov'
cracked
the
can
open
again
Who
you
gon'
find
doper
than
him
With
no
pen
just
draw
off
inspiration
Soon
you
gon'
see
you
can't
replace
him
With
cheap
imitations
for
these
generations
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
waitin
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
Square
To
the
only
thing
that
matters
in
just
a
matter
of
years
(yeah)
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
with
you
It's
to
aim
at
you,
probably
maim
you
If
I
owe
you
I'm
blowin'
you
to
smithereens
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
motherfucker
if
you
want
this
encore
I
need
you
to
scream,
'til
your
lungs
get
sore
Oww,
it's
star
time
This
man
is
mean,
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",
come
on,
say
it
HOVA,
HOVA,
HOVA
Are
y'all
out
there?
Are
y'all
out
there?
C'mon,
louder
Yeah,
now
see
that's
what
I'm
talking
about
They
love
you,
Jigga!
They
love
you,
Jigga!
I
like
the
way
this
one
feel
It's
so
motherfuckin'
soulful,
man
Yeah,
okay
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
you
BET
and
TRL
too
You
wanna
be
in
the
public,
send
your
budget
Well,
fuck
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
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
ducks
Send
Hip
a
grip,
then
you
got'
spit
A
little
somethin
like
this
(woo,
woo)
What
the
hell
are
you
waiting
for?
1 Threat
2 Allure
3 Interlude
4 December 4th
5 What More Can I Say
6 Encore
7 Change Clothes
8 Dirt Off Your Shoulder
9 Threat
10 Moment Of Clarity
11 99 Problems
12 Public Service Announcement (Interlude)
13 Justify My Thug
14 Lucifer
15 Allure
16 My 1st Song
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