Encore 创作者：
Jay-z

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Verse 1

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Thank you, thank you,

thank you, you're far too kind

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Verse 2
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Now can   I get an encore,
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do  you want more
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Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy
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So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Verse 3

Now what the hell are you waiting for

After me, there shall be no more

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So for one last time,

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nigga make some noise
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Who you know fresher than
Hov'? Riddle me that
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The rest of y'all know where
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I'm lyrically at
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Can't none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearing me rap is like
hearing G. Rap in his prime
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I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe,
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now break bread
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I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express
Out the country but
the blueberry still connect
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On the low but the yacht got
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a triple deck
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But when you young,
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what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
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Grand opening, grand closing
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God your man Hov' cracked
the can open again
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Who you goin' find
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doper than him with no pen
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Just draw off in  spiration
Soon you goin' see you can
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't    replace him
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With cheap imitations for
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these generations

Verse 5
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Now can I get an encore,
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do you want more
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Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy
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So for one last time I need
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y'all to roar
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What the hell are you waiting for?

Verse 6
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Look what you made  me do,
look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues,
how will they pay you
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When you first come in the game,
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they try to play you
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Then you drop a couple of hit s, look
how they wave to you
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From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just
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a matter of years (yea)
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As fate would have it, Jay's
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status appears
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To be at an all- time high,
perfect time to say goodbye
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When I come back  like Jordan,
wearing the 4- 5
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It ain't to play games with you
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It's to aim at you, probably maim you
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If I owe you I'm blowing
you to smithereens
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Cocksucker take one for your team
And I need you to remember
one thing (one thing)
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I came, I saw, I conquered
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From record sales, to sold out concerts
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So  motherfucker if
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you want this encore
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I need you to scream,
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'til your lungs get sore

Verse 7
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It's star time
This man is made! He's
killing 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!
HO- VA! HO- VA! Are y'all out there?
(HO- VA! HO- VA!)
Are y'all out there? C'mon, louder!
Yeah, now see that's what
I'm talking bout
They love you Jigga, they love you Jigga!

Verse 8

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I like the way this one feel

It's so motherfucking soulful man!

Yeah, okay

Verse 9
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this
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here is the victory lap
Then I'm leaving,
that's how you get me back
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After a year of them
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sixteen's, it's one point two
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And that's two point four,
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and I'm only doing two
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You wanted to gain attention  new dudes
I can get you BET and TRL too
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You wanna be in the public,
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send your budget
Well fuck it, I ain't budging!
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Young did it to death,
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you   gotta love it
Record companies told me I couldn't cut it
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Now look at me, all star- studded
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Golfer above par like I putted
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All cause the shit I uttered,
was utterly ridiculous
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How sick  is this?
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You want to bang, send Kanye change,
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send Just some dust
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Send Hip a grip, then you got' spit
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A little something like this
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What the hell are you waiting for?