This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
La da da da da da
Hey hey hey goodbye (good riddens)
Hold up
Only rappers to re-write history without a pen
No I-D on the track let the story begin, begin, begin
This is anti auto-tune, death of the ring-tone
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 (arh!)
This might offend my political connects (arh!)
My raps don't have melodies
This shit 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 going make it the great depression (arh!)
Or your lack aggression
Put your skirt back down, grow a set man
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of auto-tune, moment of silence
La da da da da da
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
Hold up,
This ain't a number one record (arh!)
This is practically assault with a deadly weapon (arh!)
I made it just for Flex and
Mister Cee, I want niggas to feel threatened (arh!)
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 (arh!) (arh!)
(It's 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 one hundred
This is for Hot 9-7
This shit's for Clue, for Khaled, for we the best in
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of auto-tune, moment of silence
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
Hold up,
This shit need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mix-tape Weezy
Get somebody from B-M-F to talk on this
Get this to a blood, let a crip walk on it (arh!)
Fifty thou' to style on this
I just don't need nobody to smile on this (arh!)
Y'all niggas singing too much
Get back to rap you t-paining too much (arh!) (arh!)
I'm a multi-millionaire
So how is it I'm still the hardest here (arh!)
I don't be in the project hallway
Talking about how I be in the project all day (arh!)
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me (arh!) (arh!)
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
Hey hey hey goodbye (good riddens)
Hold up
Only rappers to re-write history without a pen
No I-D on the track let the story begin, begin, begin
This is anti auto-tune, death of the ring-tone
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 (arh!)
This might offend my political connects (arh!)
My raps don't have melodies
This shit 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 going make it the great depression (arh!)
Or your lack aggression
Put your skirt back down, grow a set man
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of auto-tune, moment of silence
La da da da da da
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
Hold up,
This ain't a number one record (arh!)
This is practically assault with a deadly weapon (arh!)
I made it just for Flex and
Mister Cee, I want niggas to feel threatened (arh!)
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 (arh!) (arh!)
(It's 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 one hundred
This is for Hot 9-7
This shit's for Clue, for Khaled, for we the best in
Nigga this shit violent
This is death of auto-tune, moment of silence
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
Hold up,
This shit need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mix-tape Weezy
Get somebody from B-M-F to talk on this
Get this to a blood, let a crip walk on it (arh!)
Fifty thou' to style on this
I just don't need nobody to smile on this (arh!)
Y'all niggas singing too much
Get back to rap you t-paining too much (arh!) (arh!)
I'm a multi-millionaire
So how is it I'm still the hardest here (arh!)
I don't be in the project hallway
Talking about how I be in the project all day (arh!)
That sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you prove it to me (arh!) (arh!)
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
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D.O.A. (Death of Auto-Tune) Lyrics as written by Ernest Dion Wilson Dale Frashuer
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, LIBRARY GOLD APM
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When he says "death of autotune moment of silence" he is referring to when people die or like on 9/11 when there is a moment of silence.
"i may do it myself im so BROOKLYN!"- meaning he may bring back Hip Hop he's so Brooklyn (because Hip Hop is supposly dead)
"[la, la , la , hey, hey, hey good-bye]"- basically showing they he doesn't care if he can't sing, he doesn't need autotune to make music
"pull your skirt back down grow a set man"- calling the people who uses autotune B*tches and to grow some balls
'stop your blood clot crying the kid the dog everybody dying no lying"- Taken from Biggie's song Just A Memory
"you t-pain-ing to much"- using autotune too much
when he says i may do it myself he's talkin bout the bitches that aint goin hard better keep they head up when they walkin into the hood thinkin they hot cuz theyre gonna get their chains tooken<br /> and he says since he's so brooklyn and he runs new york, he may even come by and do it himself<br />