Jay-Z - D.o.a. (Death Of Autotune) Lyrics

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La da da da

Hey hey hey

Goodbye

(good riddance!)

Hold up only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No i.d. on the track let the story begin begin begin

This is anti-auto-tune death of the ring tone

This ain't for itunes this ain't for sing-alongs

This is sinatra at the opera bring a blond

Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song

Wrong this ain't politically correct

This might offend my political connects

My raps don't have melodies

This shit make niggas wanna go and commit felonies

Get your chain tooken

I may do it myself i'm so brooklyn

I know we facing a recession

But the music y'all making

Gonna make it the great depression

Your lack of aggression

Put your skirt back down grow a set men

Nigga this shit violent

This is death of auto-tune moment of silence

La da da da

Hey hey hey

Goodbye

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Hold up only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No i.d. on the track let the story begin begin begin

Hold up this ain't a number one record

This is practically assault with a deadly weapon

I made this just for flex 'n mr. cee

I want niggas to feel threatened

Stop your blood clot crying

The kid the dog everybody dying no lying

You niggas' jeans too tight

Your colors too bright your voice too light

(that's too far nigga!)

I might wear black four years straight

I might bring back versace shades

This ain't for z100

'ye told me to kill y'all to keep it 100

This is for hot 9-7

The shit for clue for khaled for we the best in

Nigga this shit violent

This is death of auto-tune moment of silence

La da da da

Hey hey hey

Goodbye

Hold-up only rapper to rewrite history without a pen

No i.d. on the track let the story begin begin begin

Hold up this shit need a verse from jeezy

(hey!)

I might send this to the mix-tape weezy

Get somebody from bmf to talk on it

Get this to a blood let a crip walk on it

Fifty-thou to style on this

I just don't need nobody to smile on this

Y'all niggas singing too much

Get back to rap you t-pain-in' too much

I'm a multi-millionaire

So how is it i'm still the hardest nigga here?

I don't be in the project hallway

Talking 'bout how i be in the project all day

That sounds stupid to me

If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me

Nigga just get violent

This is death of auto-tune moment of silence

La da da da

Hey hey hey

Goodbye

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