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JAY ZEncore

Thank you thank you thank you
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
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
blue berry 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 gone find doper than him
with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon see you can't
eplace him
with cheap imitations for
DESE 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 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 Square
To the only thing that matters
in just a matter of years
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
smithereeens
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 much fucker
if you want this encore
I need you to scream
til your lungs get sore
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 comon say it
HO VA HO VA
Are y'all out there
Are y'all out there
come on louder
Yeah now see that's what
I'm talkin bou
They love you Jigga
they love you Jigga
I like the way this one feel
It's so muhc fuckin soulful man

Yeah okay
So this here is the victory lap
Then I'm lea vin
that's how you get me back
After a year of them 16s
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 B E T
and T R L 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 dust
Send Hip a grip
then you got spit
A somethin like this
What the hell are you
waiting for

Thank you thank you thank you
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
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
blue berry 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 gone find doper than him
with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon see you can't
eplace him
with cheap imitations for
DESE 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 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 Square
To the only thing that matters
in just a matter of years
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
smithereeens
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 much fucker
if you want this encore
I need you to scream
til your lungs get sore
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 comon say it
HO VA HO VA
Are y'all out there
Are y'all out there
come on louder
Yeah now see that's what
I'm talkin bou
They love you Jigga
they love you Jigga
I like the way this one feel
It's so muhc fuckin soulful man

Yeah okay
So this here is the victory lap
Then I'm lea vin
that's how you get me back
After a year of them 16s
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 B E T
and T R L 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 dust
Send Hip a grip
then you got spit
A somethin like this
What the hell are you
waiting for

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