D.O.A. (DEATH OF AUTO-TUNE) lyrics by Jay-Z

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Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen


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Verse 1


This is anti-autotune, death of the ringtone


This ain't for itunes, this ain't for sing-along


This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde


Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song



Wrong, this ain't politically correct


This might offend my political connects


My rap's don't have melodies


This s--- make jackers wanna go n commit felonies


Ah, get your chain tooken


I may do it myself, I'm so Brooklyn


I know we facin a recession


But the music yall makin gonna make it the great depression



Ah, or your lack of aggression


Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men


Ah, ah..yeah this just violent


This is death of autotune, ah moment of silence





la da da da... hey hey hey goodbye





Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen


No I.D. on the track let the story begin...



begin....begin





Verse 2:


Holdup, this ain't a number 1 record


This is practically assault with a deadly weapon


I made this just for Flex n


Mrs. C, I want people to feel threatened


Stop your blood clot crying



The kid the dog everybody dying


No lyin, your boys' jeans too tight


Your colors too bright, your voice too light


I might wear black four years straight,


I might bring back Versace shades,


This ain't for Z100


Ye told me to kill yall to keep it 100


This is for Hot 9-7


For Khaled, for we the best n'



Yeah this just violent


This is death of autotune, moment of silence...





la da da da... hey hey hey goodbye





Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen


No I.D. on the track let the story begin...


begin....begin





Verse 3


Holdup, this might need a verse from Jeezy....ay!


I might send this to the mixtape Weezy


Get somebody from BMF to talk on this


Give this to a blood, let a crip walk on it


Get me foul to style on this


I just don't need nobody to smile on this


You rappers singin too much,



Get back to rap you T-Pain'n too much


Ah, I'm a multi-millionaire


So how is it I'm still the hardest n---a here?


I don't be in the project hallway


Talkin' 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


Yeah, just get violent



This is death of autotune, moment of silence





la da da da... hey hey hey goodbye





Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen


No I.D. on the track let the story begin...


begin....begin