Jay-Z & Linkin' Park - Numb | Encore
Midi composta por 4ur3L10 | Midi composed by 4ur3L10
Yeah.
Thank You! Thank You! Thank You! You're far too kind!
Woow! Yeah! Ready? Woow! Woow! Woow!!! Let's go!
Can I get an encore? Do you want more?
Cooking raw with the Brooklin boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar!
(Uh, uh, uh, uh!)
What the hell are you waiting foooooorrr?!
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 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 greatful dead
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
I'm in Boeing Jets, Global express
Out the country but the blueberries still connect
On the low, but the yacht's got a triple deck
But when you're young, what the fuck you expect?
Yeap! Yeap! Grand opening, grand closing
God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
Who you're gon' find doper than him with no pen
Just draw off inspiration (tion, tion!)
Soon you're gon' see you can't replace him (him, him!)
With cheap imitations for THESE generations
Can I get an encore? Do you want more?
Cooking raw with the Brooklin boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar!
Yeap! Yeap! (Yeah) Woow!!!
What the hell are you waiting foooooorrr?!
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time nigga make some noise!
What the hell are you waiting fooooorrr?!
Heeaahhhhmm (Sigh)
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
As fate would have it, Jay 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'm 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, mother fucker, if you want this encore,
I need you to scream, till your lungs get sore!
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 TAAAAAAKE!!!
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 Nuuuumb!
Can I get an encore? Do you want more?
(More, more, more, more...)
I've become so Nuuuumb!
So for one last time, I need y'all to roar!
One last time, I need y'all to roar!
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Obrigado por ouvir! =D | Thanks for listening to! =D
Yeah./ |
