[Intro: Linkin Park & Jay-Z]
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Yeah, Thank you thank you thank you, you're far to kind!
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Whoo! Aha, uh, whoo, yeah! ready? whoo!
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Whoo, Whoo
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[Chorus - Jay-Z]
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Now can I get an encore, do you want more
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Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
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So for one last time I need y'all to roar
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uh uh uh uh
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[Chester from Linkin Park]
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Now what the hell are you waitin forrrr!!!
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[Jay-Z]
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After me, there shall be no more
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So for one last time, make some noise
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get 'em jay
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[Verse One]
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Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that
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The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
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Can't none of y'all mirror me back
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Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime
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I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead
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Back to take over the globe, now break bread
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I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express
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Out the country but the blueberry still connect
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On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
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But when you Young, what the -- you expect? Yep, yep
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Grand openin, grand closin
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God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
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Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
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Just draw off inspiration
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Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
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with cheap imitations for THESE GENERATIONS!
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[Chorus - Jay-Z]
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Now can I get an encore, do you want more
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Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
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So for one last time I need y'all to roar
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[Chester from Linkin Park]
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Now what the hell are you waitin forrrr!!!
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[Jay-Z]
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After me, there shall be no more
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So for one last time, make some noise
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[Chester from Linkin Park]
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What the hell are you waitin forrrr!!!
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[Verse Two]
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{*sighs*} Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
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Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
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When you first come in the game, they try to play you
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Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
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From Marcy to Madison Square
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To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
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As fate would have it, Jay's 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, wearin the 4-5
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It ain't to play games witchu
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It's to aim at you, probably maim you
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If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereens
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Cocksucker take one for your team
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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 muh-- if you want this encore
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I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore
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[Verse 3]
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Tired of being what you want me to be
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Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
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Don't know what you're expecting of me
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Put under the pressure, of walking in your shoes
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Caught in the undertoe, just caught in the undertoe
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Every step that I take is another mistake to you
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Caught in the undertoe, just caught in the undertoe
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And every second I waste is more than I can taaaakkee!!
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[Chorus 2]
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I've become so numb
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I can't feel you there
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Become so tired, so much more aware
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I'm becoming this, all I want to do
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Is be more like me and be less like you
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I've, become so nuuuuummmbbb!
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(Can I get a encore? Do you want more, more, more, more)
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I've, become so nuuuummmmbb!
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(So for one last time I need y'all to roar!
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One last time I need y'all to roar!)
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Numb/Encore
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| Linkin Park & Jay-Z |
