Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind Uh,woo,yeah,woo, woo, wooCan I get a encore?Do you want more?Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boysSo for one last time I need y'all to roarUh, uh, uh, yeahNow what the hell are you waiting for?And for me, there should be no moreSo for one last time,nigga, make some noiseGet him, JayWho 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,hear me rap is like hand sheet,rapping is prime.I'm young H-O,rap's great from day.Back to take over the globe,now break bread.I'm in Boeing, Jet, slow express.Out the country,but the blueberries still connect.On the low, but the God got a triple deck.But when you young,what the * you expect?Yep, yep,grand opening, grand closing.God damn,you're man, Hov.Crack the can open again.Who you gonna find doping a hand with no pants?Just throw off inspirationSoon you gonna see you can't replace himWith cheap imitations from these generations I gotta hardcore,do you want more?Cook and roll with the Brooklyn boysSo for one last time I need y'all to fallBrooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn YeahWoo!Now what the hell are you waiting for?And for me, there should be no moreSo for one last time,nigga, make some noiseWhat the hell are you waiting for?Look what you made me do,look what I made for youKnew if I paid my dues,how will they pay you?When you first come in the game,they try to play youThen you drop a couple of hits,look how they wait for youFrom Marcy to Madison Square To the only thing that matters in just a matterof years As fate would have it,J status appears To be at an all-time high,perfect time to say goodbyeWhen I come back like Jordan,we're in the 4-5It ain't to play games with you,it's to aim at you,probably mean you If I owe you,I'm blowing you to cinder rings,cocksuckers take one for your teamAnd I need you to remember one thingI came out so I'd conquer,from record sales,sold out concertsMotherfucker if you want this encore,I need you to scream until your lungs can stopTired of being what you want me to beFeeling so faithless, lost under the surfaceDon't know what you're expecting of meBut under the pressure of walking in your shoesCaught in the undertow,just caught in the undertowEvery step that I take is another mistake to youCaught in the undertow,just caught in the undertowAnd every second I waste is more than I can takeI've become so numb I can't feel you thereBecome so tired So much more awareI'm becoming this All I want you to doIs be more like me And be less like youI've become so numbCan I get a up throw?Do you want more?More?More?More?I've become so numbSo for one last time I need y'all to roarOne last time I need y'all to roar