Encore
Jay Z Linkin Park Lyrics


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Yeah

Thank you, thank you, thank you
You're far too kind
Ready? Let's go

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 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 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 damn, 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

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
Now what the hell are you waiting for?
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, 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 a 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

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
I 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)

Overall Meaning

The song "Encore" by Jay Z and Linkin Park is a classic rap-rock fusion that features both artists at the peak of their respective genres. The lyrics revel in the triumphs of the artists, with Jay Z boasting about his unparalleled lyrical prowess and his worldwide success, while Linkin Park delivers an energetic chorus that calls on the audience to rise up and join in the celebration.


The opening line, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind," is a nod to the audience who have supported them throughout their careers. The lines "Now can I get an encore, do you want more" suggests that the artists are asking whether their fans want more of their music, and are ready for another round of explosive performances. The lines "Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy" are a reference to Jay Z's roots in Brooklyn, and his ability to create catchy tunes that are still raw and authentic.


The next lines "Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that" are a direct reference to Jay Z's status as one of the greatest rappers of all time, while the lines "I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead" draw a comparison between Jay Z's longevity in the rap game and the legendary career of the Grateful Dead.


The chorus of the song invites the audience to join in and create a sense of community as they celebrate and enjoy the music. The lines "Look what you made me do, look what I made for you" suggest that the artists and their fans share a special bond that is based on mutual appreciation and respect.


Overall, "Encore" is a powerful and inspiring song that captures the essence of hip-hop and rock music. It showcases the talents of both Jay Z and Linkin Park, and is sure to leave a lasting impact on anyone who listens to it.


Line by Line Meaning

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind
Expressing gratitude to the audience because they are being celebrated


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
Asking the audience to give him one last performance to show off his talent and skill because the rapper enjoys performing from his roots in Brooklyn


Now what the hell are you waiting for After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga make some noise
Challenging the audience to enjoy the moment because there will be no more performances like this, urging them to make some noise before it's over.


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
Highlighting his exceptional talent and lyrical prowess to show that no one's fresher than him, emphasizing that his rap skill is similar to that of G. Rap's prime. Explaining his position in the rap world as young H.O., the rap's Grateful Dead, and announcing his worldwide presence with his performances. Talking about his private plane and yacht, illustrating that he is out of the country but still able to communicate with people. Knowing that he is young, he asks what do they expect of him. Made a grand entrance and now leaving in style. Hov knew he is unbeatable and there is no one like him, so encouraging artists to draw their inspiration from him, but they cannot replace him with their cheap imitations.


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
Reflecting on his success in the rap industry and how he needs to get paid for his work since he has paid his dues, even if they try to play him. He erupts on the scene with hits and sees people start to acknowledge his music, focusing on how he has earned recognition, boasts about his worldwide success, and tells the audience that it's time for him to say goodbye. He uses sports references to explain his intentions and how he wants to be remembered, detailing how he is already a success in selling records and sold-out concerts. He demands the audience scream for an encore, until they feel the pain in their lungs.


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!
Defining this moment as the time when the talented famous rapper takes center stage to perform. Mocking the audience, calling them jive turkey, or some foolish person, jive talk, or some kind of foolish language, one who jives or misleads. Repeatedly asking if they want more from him, calling him Jigga man, asking them to help him return to the stage, prompting them to say his name. The excitement he feels when they shout his name shows that they love him and want more of him.


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
Enjoys the performance and thinks the music is soulful. Announcing that he's concluding the performance and leaving, indicating that if fans want to see him again, this is how they have to get him back. Revealing his success in record sales and announcing his current numbers, and how he doesn't need any new artist trying to gain attention. Offers to help those who want to be discovered with their budgets. He tells the story of how major record companies did not think he was talented enough, but he succeeded regardless. Claims to have scored a perfect score like a golfer does when he goes above par, signifying perfection in his new jargon or slang language. Because the rhymes he produced were so over-the-top comical, he achieved international stardom. Finally, tells others they can spit some lyrics like he just unfolded.


{What the hell are you waiting for?}
Encouraging the audience to join in and be part of the moment, indicating that there is no reason to wait to express themselves, and asking them to seize the moment and scream further.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Rob Bourdon, Mike Shinoda, Chester Bennington, Joseph Hahn, Brad Delson, David Farrell, Kanye West, Shawn Carter

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