Jay-z - D.O.A. (d**h of Auto-Tune) lyrics

Only n***a to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track let the story begin… begin… begin This is anti-autotune, d**h 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 a** who can sing a song Wrong, this ain’t politically correct This might offend my political connects My raps don’t have melodies This sh** make n***as 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' gon' make it the great depression Ah, or your lack of aggression Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men Ah, ah.. n***a this sh** violent This is d**h of autotune, ah moment of silence la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye Only n***a to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track let the story begin… begin… begin Holdup, this ain’t a number 1 record This is practically a**ault with a deadly weapon I made this just for Flex an Mister Cee, I want n***as to feel threatened Stop your blood clot crying The kid the dog everybody dying No lyin', your n***as’ 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 k** yall to keep it 100 This is for Hot 9-7 The sh** for clue for Khaled, for we the best n’ n***a this sh** violent This is d**h of autotune, moment of silence… la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye Only n***a to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track let the story begin… begin… begin Holdup, this sh** 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 Pharrel to style on this I just don’t need nobody to smile on this Yall n***as 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 n***a, just get violent This is d**h 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