Numb / Encore

歌詞

Yeah Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind! Whoo! Aha, uh, whoo, yeah! Ready? Whoo, whoo, whoo! 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 Uh, uh, uh, uh yeah! Now, what the hell are you waitin' for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga, make some noise Get 'em Jay! 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 'Bout 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 damn, 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 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 yeah! Now, what the hell are you waitin' for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga, make some noise 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 (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 Wearing 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 I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface Don't know what you're expecting of me Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) Every step that I take is another mistake to you (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow) And every second I waste is more than I can take! I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Become so tired, so much more aware I'm becoming this, all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you I've become so numb Can I get an encore? Do you want more? (more, more, more) I've become so numb So for one last time I need y'all to roar One last time I need y'all to roar