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D.O.A
Jay-Z (Remix)
The Blueprint 3 (Soul Assassin Special Edition)
(Jay-Z)
Only rapper to rewrite 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-along
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 rap's don't have melodies
This shit make jackers 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 gonna make it the great depression
Ah, or your lack of aggression
Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men
Ah, ah.. nigga this just violent
This is death of autotune, ah moment of silence
la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye
(Krayzie Bone)
Whooo! C'mon, Bone Thug,
We gon' do it like this, yeah… Kray Jackson…
Remember the killa, the lyrical beast? I'm gon' murda ya!
Up in you like a hernia.
You suck, Im just confirmin' ya, nigga!
If you did it, nigga, then clearly we talkin' about you!
Get off the bandwagon
Nigga, quit swingin' on dicks and get your brand accurate.
Kray Jack the man, ask 'em!
Don't need a hand.
Rappin' insane with the same average, always above!
Nigga, never no love,
You niggas is artificial, insufficient, not an issue.
Our position is monumental, all your shit was accidental!
Simple, don't be no fool!
Don't be consumed in auto-tune. (Auto-tune!)
'Cause it's a deadly storm blowin' through here soon.
Originators can survive it if they stay true and innovate.
Imitators, fakers, they all die
(Flesh -n- Bone)
Y'all simply can't all rap and it ain't no time to play.
Twenty-four hours a day, that's seven straight!
My killers be rallied up, the scrilla – they tally up.
Like Bally's – I exercise you.
Like Dahmer – I victimize you.
Criticize you for using auto-tune.
Recognize here comes your doom.
There's no room for the wack.
They be givin' a black eye to the game.
But ther's more than a thousand ways to get 'em and leave the lames strangled.
Flesh banged on 'em and I never did let up.
Fandango you hoes!
Opponents they keep their back on the ropes, their faces hit the floor.
Suckers ain't nothin' but jokes with their vocals made artificially.
I'd rather buck 'em y'all exposed, now they gotta get disposed.
My temp is still burning hot, while these phony's, they hardly not!
We can lock on up and then see how hard of a hit you got!
(Layzie Bone)
Na, Na, Na, Na… Hey, Hey, Hey… Good Bye!… Bye Bye!… Bye Bye!
Why they want to sound like, dress like, act like? (Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone)
Why they want to look like, dress like, sound like?
(It's the Thuggish Ruggish!) It's the critical, criminal, non-subliminal.
Set it off, let it off, lines is visible.
I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables.
Sound like Bone, that's dispicable.
I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original.
It's pitiful, niggas ain't lyrical.
Give me that deal, give me that miracle!
They lackin' the talent, they lackin' the balance, they lackin' the harmony.
These niggas pretenders, no contenders, it ain’t hard to see.
No authenticity, they won't make history.
They only makin' Lil Lay-Lay mad, they going out like they J.J. Fad.
Now how do these stars assume they can use the auto-tune,
Just because the bass go boom I spend my dollars, consume?
But naw, I bring these lames to their doom.
Better wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
We bringin' back innovation.
We havin' a celebration, cause Flesh-n-Bone is home.
Been ten years strong, that's domination.
Never need no nomination 'cause homie the streets respect it.
We keepin' it epic and never neglect it we get it in on a record.
I'm talkin' about keepin' it classic, they talkin' about keepin' it plastic.
They puttn' the game in a casket. We gonna live on like the Jacksons.
I'm sorry I'm endin' your cycle, I gotta do this for Michael.
You heard from Jay-Z, but nigga this Layzie, it's somethin' I'm willin' to die for
Yeah… Come on! Come On! Come On!
Na, Na, Na, Na… Hey, Hey, Hey… Good Bye!
(Jay-Z)
Only rapper 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 assault with a deadly weapon
I made this just for Flex n Mrs. 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 yall to keep it 100
This is for Hot 9-7
For Khaled, for we the best n'
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of autotune, moment of silence…
la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye

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[ti:D.O.A]
[ar:Jay-Z (Remix)]
[al:The Blueprint 3 (Soul Assassin Special Edition)]
[00:-7.52]Jay-Z Ft. Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - D.O.A (Remix)
[00:00.00]
[00:13.00](Jay-Z)
[00:14.00]Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
[00:16.79]No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
[00:20.17]begin… begin
[00:21.72]
[00:22.22]This is anti-autotune, death of the ringtone
[00:25.55]This ain't for Itunes, this ain't for sing-along
[00:28.29]This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde
[00:31.24]Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song
[00:34.01]Wrong, this ain't politically correct
[00:36.41]This might offend my political connects
[00:40.25]My rap's don't have melodies
[00:42.17]This shit make jackers wanna go n commit felonies
[00:46.16]Ah, get your chain tooken
[00:47.79]I may do it myself, I'm so Brooklyn
[00:51.23]I know we facin a recession
[00:52.77]But the music yall makin gonna make it the great depression
[00:57.05]Ah, or your lack of aggression
[00:58.97]Pull your skirt back down, grow a set men
[01:01.79]Ah, ah.. nigga this just violent
[01:04.37]This is death of autotune, ah moment of silence
[01:11.49]
[01:11.99]la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye
[01:22.51]
[01:23.01](Krayzie Bone)
[01:23.41]Whooo! C'mon, Bone Thug,
[01:26.54]We gon' do it like this, yeah… Kray Jackson…
[01:28.79]
[01:29.29]Remember the killa, the lyrical beast? I'm gon' murda ya!
[01:31.82]Up in you like a hernia.
[01:33.11]You suck, Im just confirmin' ya, nigga!
[01:34.89]If you did it, nigga, then clearly we talkin' about you!
[01:36.89]Get off the bandwagon
[01:38.09]Nigga, quit swingin' on dicks and get your brand accurate.
[01:40.33]Kray Jack the man, ask 'em!
[01:41.88]Don't need a hand.
[01:42.49]Rappin' insane with the same average, always above!
[01:45.31]Nigga, never no love,
[01:46.08]You niggas is artificial, insufficient, not an issue.
[01:48.51]Our position is monumental, all your shit was accidental!
[01:51.33]Simple, don't be no fool!
[01:53.07]Don't be consumed in auto-tune. (Auto-tune!)
[01:56.12]'Cause it's a deadly storm blowin' through here soon.
[01:58.50]Originators can survive it if they stay true and innovate.
[02:00.56]Imitators, fakers, they all die
[02:00.94]
[02:01.34](Flesh -n- Bone)
[02:01.84]Y'all simply can't all rap and it ain't no time to play.
[02:03.73]Twenty-four hours a day, that's seven straight!
[02:05.22]My killers be rallied up, the scrilla – they tally up.
[02:07.32]Like Bally's – I exercise you.
[02:09.02]Like Dahmer – I victimize you.
[02:10.44]Criticize you for using auto-tune.
[02:11.86]Recognize here comes your doom.
[02:13.13]There's no room for the wack.
[02:14.31]They be givin' a black eye to the game.
[02:15.84]But ther's more than a thousand ways to get 'em and leave the lames strangled.
[02:18.55]Flesh banged on 'em and I never did let up.
[02:20.51]Fandango you hoes!
[02:21.68]Opponents they keep their back on the ropes, their faces hit the floor.
[02:24.51]Suckers ain't nothin' but jokes with their vocals made artificially.
[02:27.09]I'd rather buck 'em y'all exposed, now they gotta get disposed.
[02:29.81]My temp is still burning hot, while these phony's, they hardly not!
[02:32.68]We can lock on up and then see how hard of a hit you got!
[02:35.07]
[02:35.57](Layzie Bone)
[02:36.07]Na, Na, Na, Na… Hey, Hey, Hey… Good Bye!… Bye Bye!… Bye Bye!
[02:41.26]Why they want to sound like, dress like, act like? (Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone)
[02:43.73]Why they want to look like, dress like, sound like?
[02:45.61](It's the Thuggish Ruggish!) It's the critical, criminal, non-subliminal.
[02:48.10]Set it off, let it off, lines is visible.
[02:49.53]I battle, I challenge, I rhyme my syllables.
[02:50.86]Sound like Bone, that's dispicable.
[02:52.23]I'll put you in I.C.U. I see you is not original.
[02:55.19]It's pitiful, niggas ain't lyrical.
[02:56.45]Give me that deal, give me that miracle!
[02:57.98]They lackin' the talent, they lackin' the balance, they lackin' the harmony.
[03:00.73]These niggas pretenders, no contenders, it ain’t hard to see.
[03:03.49]No authenticity, they won't make history.
[03:06.29]They only makin' Lil Lay-Lay mad, they going out like they J.J. Fad.
[03:09.11]Now how do these stars assume they can use the auto-tune,
[03:11.88]Just because the bass go boom I spend my dollars, consume?
[03:14.52]But naw, I bring these lames to their doom.
[03:18.61]Better wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
[03:20.30]We bringin' back innovation.
[03:21.62]We havin' a celebration, cause Flesh-n-Bone is home.
[03:24.16]Been ten years strong, that's domination.
[03:25.74]Never need no nomination 'cause homie the streets respect it.
[03:28.52]We keepin' it epic and never neglect it we get it in on a record.
[03:31.39]I'm talkin' about keepin' it classic, they talkin' about keepin' it plastic.
[03:34.12]They puttn' the game in a casket. We gonna live on like the Jacksons.
[03:36.86]I'm sorry I'm endin' your cycle, I gotta do this for Michael.
[03:39.68]You heard from Jay-Z, but nigga this Layzie, it's somethin' I'm willin' to die for
[03:43.04]
[03:43.54]Yeah… Come on! Come On! Come On!
[03:47.53]Na, Na, Na, Na… Hey, Hey, Hey… Good Bye!
[03:55.37]
[03:55.87](Jay-Z)
[03:56.37]Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen
[03:58.83]No I.D. on the track let the story begin…
[04:02.33]begin….begin
[04:03.86]
[04:04.36]Holdup, this ain't a number 1 record
[04:07.70]This is practically assault with a deadly weapon
[04:11.26]I made this just for Flex n Mrs. C,
[04:13.98]I want niggas to feel threatened
[04:16.65]Stop your blood clot crying
[04:18.43]The kid the dog everybody dying
[04:20.87]No lyin, your niggas' jeans too tight
[04:24.01]Your colors too bright, your voice too light
[04:27.72]I might wear black four years straight,
[04:30.36]I might bring back Versace shades,
[04:33.38]This ain't for Z100
[04:35.11]Ye told me to kill yall to keep it 100
[04:38.93]This is for Hot 9-7
[04:40.75]For Khaled, for we the best n'
[04:44.85]Nigga this shit violent
[04:46.59]This is death of autotune, moment of silence…
[04:53.04]
[04:54.04]la da da da… hey hey hey goodbye
[05:02.04]

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