Jay-Z: D.O.A. (Death of Auto-Tune) | Song-Factsheet

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Song «D.O.A. (Death of Auto-Tune)» von Jay-Z.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2009 06 23 (Digital), 2009 09 08 (Album)
Label: Roc-A-Fella, RocNation 520856
Songwriter Shawn Carter & Garrett DeCarlo & Dale Frashuer & Paul Leka & Janko Nilovic & Dave Sucky & Ernest Wilson
Produktion: No I.D.
Genre: Hip-Hop - Gangstarap - Eastcoast-Renaissance, Hip-Hop - Gangstarap - Rock-Hip-Hop-Hybride

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Jay-Z
Shawn Carter
Garrett DeCarlo
Dale Frashuer
Paul Leka
Janko Nilovic
Dave Sucky
Ernest Wilson
No I.D.

Lyrics

[Hook] (Na na na na, 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 1] This is anti-auto-tune, death of the ringtone This ain’t for iTunes, this ain’t for sing-alongs 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 niggas wan' 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 gon' make it the Great Depression All y’all lack aggression Put your skirt back down, grow a set man Nigga this shit violent This is death of auto-tune, moment of silence [Hook] La da da da da da Hey hey goodbye Hold up [Verse 2] This ain’t a number one record This is practically assault with a deadly weapon I made this just for Flex and Mister Cee I want niggas to feel threatened Stop your bloodclot crying The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no lying You niggas' jeans too tight You colors too bright, your voice too light (too far nigga) I might wear black for a year straight I might bring back Versace shades This ain’t for Z100 Ye told me to kill y’all to keep it a hundred This is for Hot 9-7 This shit for Clue, for Khaled we the best’n Aww, nigga this shit violent This is death of auto-tune, moment of silence [Hook] La da da da da da Hey hey hey goodbye Hold up Only rappers to re-write history without a pen No I-D on the track let the story begin, begin, begin [Verse 3] Hold up, this shit need a verse from Jeezy I might send this to the mixtape Weezy Get somebody from BMF to talk on this Get this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it 3 Thou' to style on this I just don’t need nobody to smile on this You niggas singing too much Get back to rap, you T-Paining 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 sound 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 da da Hey hey hey goodbye Hold up