Numb-Encore

Numb-Encore歌词 Numb & Encore
歌手：Linkin Park & Jay-Z 专辑：Collision Course
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
You’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?

Let’s go


Can I get a 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 waiting 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
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 fuck you expect (yep, yep)
Grand openin’/grand closin’
God, you’re 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 a 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 waiting 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/wearin’ the four-five
It ain’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you/probably maim you
If I owe you/I’ll blow you to smithereens
Cocksucka’/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 mo’fucka’/if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore