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JAY-Z - D.O.A. (Death Of Auto-Tune)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Vocals
D. Sucky
D. Sucky
Sampled Artist
Janko Nilovic
Janko Nilovic
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary DeCarlo
Gary DeCarlo
Songwriter
D. Sucky
D. Sucky
Songwriter
Dale Frashuer
Dale Frashuer
Songwriter
Ernest Dion Wilson
Ernest Dion Wilson
Songwriter
Janko Nilovic
Janko Nilovic
Songwriter
Paul Leka
Paul Leka
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Mixing Engineer
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Executive Producer
Kanye West
Kanye West
Executive Producer
No ID
No ID
Producer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

La da da da da da Hey hey hey goodbye (good riddens) Hold up Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No ID on the track let the story begin Begin, begin This is anti-AutoTune, death of the ringtone This is 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 shit make niggas wanna go and 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 y'all makin' gon' make it the great depression Ah, or your lack of aggression Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men Ah, ah... nigga this shit violent This is death of AutoTune, ah moment of silence La da da da, hey hey hey goodbye (Hold up) Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No ID 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 and Mr. C I want niggas to feel threatened Stop your blood clot crying The kid, the dog, everybody dying No lyin', your niggas' 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 y'all to keep it 100 This is for Hot 9-7 The shit for clue for Khaled, for we the best and Nigga this shit violent This is death of AutoTune, moment of silence La da da da, hey hey hey goodbye (Hold up) Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No ID on the track let the story begin Begin, begin Hold up, this shit 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 Pharrell to style on this I just don't need nobody to smile on this Y'all niggas 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 nigga 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 Nigga, just get violent This is death of AutoTune, moment of silence La da da da, hey hey hey goodbye
Writer(s): Shawn C. Carter, Ernest Dion Wilson, Janko Nilovic, Louis Auguste Jean Delacour, Paul Leka, Dale Frashuer, Gary De Carlo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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