Artist/Band:
Linkin Park
Lyrics for Song: Numb/Encore
Lyrics for Album: Collision Course (w/ Jay-Z)
Yeah
Thank you, thank you, thank you
YouÂ’re far too kind
Haha
Uh, yeah
Ready?
LetÂ’s go
Can I get a encore? Do you want more?
CookinÂ’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need yÂ’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 yÂ’all know where IÂ’m lyrically at
CanÂ’t none of yÂ’all mirror me back
Yeah, hearinÂ’ me rap is like hearinÂ’ G. Rap in his prime
IÂ’m young H.O.: RapÂ’s Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe—now break bread
IÂ’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 damn, your man Hov cracked the can open again
Who you gonÂ’ find doper than him with no pen?
Just draw off inspiration
Soon you gonÂ’ see you canÂ’t replace him (him)
With cheap imitations for these generations
Can I get a encore? Do you want more?
CookinÂ’ raw with the Brooklyn boy
So, for one last time, I need yÂ’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 JayÂ’s status appears
To be at an all-time high—perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan wearinÂ’ the four-five
It ainÂ’t to play games with you
It’s to aim at you—probably maim you
If I owe you IÂ’ll blow you to smithereens
CocksuckaÂ’, 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 moÂ’fuckaÂ’, if you want this encore
I need you to scream ‘til your lungs get sore
IÂ’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
DonÂ’t know what youÂ’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow
WeÂ’re just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow
WeÂ’re just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste is more than I can take
IÂ’ve become so numb
I canÂ’t feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
IÂ’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
IÂ’ve become so numb
Can I get a encore? Do you want more? (more)
IÂ’ve become so numb
So, for one last time, I need yÂ’all to roar
One last time, I need yÂ’all to roar
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