Encore
Jay-Z And Pete Rock Lyrics


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Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cooking 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

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 hearing me rap is like hearing 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 opening, grand closing
God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
Who you goin' find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you goin' see you can't replace him
With cheap imitations for these generations

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cooking 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, 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 blowing 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

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!

I like the way this one feel
It's so motherfucking soulful man!
Yeah, okay

So this here is the victory lap
Then I'm leaving, that's how you get me back
After a year of them sixteen's, it's one point two
And that's two point four, and I'm only doing two
You wanted to gain attention new dudes
I can get you BET and TRL too
You wanna be in the public, send your budget
Well fuck it, I ain't budging!
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 shit 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 something like this





What the hell are you waiting for?

Overall Meaning

The song “Encore” by Jay-Z and The Beatles invites listeners to participate in the grand finale of Jay-Z’s career in music. The song begins with Jay-Z expressing his gratitude for his fans, asking for an encore, and asserting that he is the freshest in the game. The chorus of the song is a call for fans to make some noise and celebrate his accomplishments. He poses a riddle, asking who is fresher than him and bragging about his worldwide success. He asserts that he is unique and cannot be replaced, and that his legacy will last for generations.


Despite his success, Jay-Z also speaks candidly about the criticism he faced as a young artist and his struggles against record companies who didn't believe in him. In the end, he triumphs over his opponents and becomes a multi-platinum artist. He declares that he has done what he set out to do - conquer the music industry - and leave one final time with a bang.


Line by Line Meaning

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind
The artist expresses gratitude for the love and support from fans.


Now can I get an encore, do you want more Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar
The artist asks fans for one last energetic performance to show their appreciation as he performs with a Brooklyn influence.


What the hell are you waiting for?
The artist asks fans what they are waiting for in order to encourage them to participate in his performance.


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 hearing me rap is like hearing 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 opening, grand closing God your man Hov' cracked the can open again Who you goin' find doper than him with no pen Just draw off inspiration Soon you goin' see you can't replace him With cheap imitations for these generations
The artist boasts of his lyrical superiority and how no other rapper can compete and copy him. He also discusses his wealth and how he's accomplished a lot in his career. Others should look up to him and he should not be replaced by those with inferior talent.


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, 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 blowing 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
The artist talks about his rise to fame and how he has paid his dues. He also foreshadows his retirement and his plan for one last performance. He also disses his critics and warns those who owe him money. The artist also boasts of his past success and asks fans to perform for him one last time.


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!
The artist is excited for his performance and encourages fans to show their enthusiasm. He boasts of his ability to impress others and asks fans to chant his name. He receives great support from his fans.


I like the way this one feel It's so motherfucking soulful man! Yeah, okay
The artist expresses their love for their performance and how it resonates with them emotionally.


So this here is the victory lap Then I'm leaving, that's how you get me back After a year of them sixteen's, it's one point two And that's two point four, and I'm only doing two You wanted to gain attention new dudes I can get you BET and TRL too You wanna be in the public, send your budget Well fuck it, I ain't budging! 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 shit 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 something like this
The artist talks about their success and how their skills have gained them a lot of attention, despite what record companies may have originally thought. He warns other aspiring artists that he won't help them in their pursuit of fame just for financial benefit. He's proud of his accomplishments and encourages others to follow their dreams as well.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kanye West, Shawn Carter

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Comments from YouTube:

Man, these sounds surpassed joy.

MuzikJunky

Best version of "The Black Album" yet, and Danger Mouse's version is crazy ill! Peace

Sab1 B2B

Jay-Z flow is magic
Unstoppable Hov
Untoppable flow
🐐

Greg C

Unstoppable at biting other rappers lyrics aswell 😂

Lungy

can someone tell me the beat pete rock use for 3:12 its sounds sick as hell

Greg C

Best version of this album is Kno's remix The White Album but this is top tier

Jay Baby-Ears

That 99 problems remix

Felipe Holanda Marketing

How come this is 10000 times best than original? I'm ndoubt Jay z choose the original. This smells of business decisions

GeorgeDeepest

PETE'S JAZZ ;)

Ahmaad Adesola

Where can i get this like foreal i need to know!!!!

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