Jay-Z D.O.A. (Death of Autotune) Lyrics

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La, la, la, la....
Hey, hey, hey....
Good-bye...

(Good riddance.....)
Hold up

Only rapper to re-write history without a pen
No-I .D. on the track let the story begin
Begin....
Begin.....
This is anti-autotune
Death of the ringtone
This ain't for iTunes
This ain't for sing-a-longs
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 raps don't have melodies
This should make jackers want 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 ya makin gonna make it the Great Depression
Or your lack of aggression
Put your skirt back down
Grow a set, man
Yeah this just violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

La, la, la, la....
Hey, hey, hey....
Good-bye...

(Good riddance.....)
Hold up

Only rapper to re-write history with out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
Begin....
Begin....

Hold up

This ain't the number one record
This is practically assault with a deadly weapon
I made this just for Flex and Mr. Cee
I want people to feel threatened
Stop your bloodcalt crying
The kid
The dog
Everybody dying
No lying
Your boys jeans too tight
Your colors too bright
Your voice too light
I might wear black for a year straight
I might bring back Versace shades
This ain't for Z100
'Ye told me to kill ya to keep it 100
This is for HOT 97
For Khaled we the best then
Yeah just get violent
Yeah this is death of autotune
Moment of silence

La, la, la, la....
Hey, hey, hey....
Good-bye...

Hold up

Only rapper to re-write history with out a pen
No-I.D. on the track let the story begin
Begin....
Begin....

Hold up

This might need a verse from Jezzy
I might send this to the mixtape Weezy
Get somebody from BMF to talk on it
Give this to blood
Let a crip walk on it
Gimme Val to style on this
I just don't need nobody to smile on this
You rappers singing too much
Get back to rap
You T-Painin' too much
I am a multi millionaire
So how is it
I'm still the hardest nigga here
I don't be in the project hallway
Talking about how I be in the project all day
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta
This is how you prove it to me
Yeah just get violent
Yeah this death of auto tune
Moment of silence

La, la, la, la....
Hey, hey, hey....
Good-bye...