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, ni**a 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 f**k 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 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 Square
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 four five
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

C**ksucker 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 muh`f**ker 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, Hova, Hova, are y`all out there?
( Hova, Hova)
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`f**kin` soulful man
(Whoah, whoah, whoah)
Yeah, okay
(Hova, Hova)

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 B E T and T R L too
You wanna be in the public, send your budget
Well f**k 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 s**t 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 little somethin` like this, woo
(What the hell are you waiting for?)