D.O.A. (Explicit Album Version) - Jay-Z
(La la la
Hey hey hye
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)
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 blond
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 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 reccesasion
But the music ya making gonna make it the
Great depression
Or your lack of argession
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
Hey hey hye
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 ain't the number one record
This is practially asult with a deadly weapon
I made this just for flex and mr cee
I want people to feel threaten
Stop your bloodcalt crying
The kid
The dog
Everybody dying
No lying
Your boys jeans to tight
Your colors to bright
Your vocie to light
I might wear black for a year streight
I might bring back versace shades