The Vocoder Is Dead aka Death of Auto-Tune

*For reference, all rap-sponses are written to the beat of the original track*
Here is Jay-Z's song "Death of Auto-Tune (D.O.A.)


And so as you may see on my various track listings, you may see a track entitled "The Vocoder Is Dead" which I am now changing to "The Death And Return Of the Auto-tune (The Vocoder is Dead: A Reprise)". This is due to the fact that Jay-Z has obviously seen my track listing and stolen my song concept. Now, a brief excerpt from "The Death And Return Of the Auto-tune (The Vocoder is Dead: A Reprise)"; think of this as more of a response to Jay-Z's stolen-from-me song.

This ain't a remix, It's a rewrite
Cause the first time it was done, it wasn't done right
Like you knocked me off the stage and step into my limelight
Everyone givin' me the go ahead but it feels like I'm sittin' at a redlight
I'ma let one slip this time but next I may not be actin' like such a friend
Now, you say you rewrote history without a pen
Well let's see how good you are, I got a Madlib for ya so fill it in
If you did yours with out a pen, mine musta been without a sword
Cause its obvious that mine is mightier than yours
You know I wrote this shit on my couch when I was bored
The only difference between our rhymes is yours will take you on tour
Hold up, hold up, hold up! I think its time I progress with my progression
So you say that we facin' a recession
Let's start with some education and by teaching Shawny Carter an industrial lesson
After that we can move to your confession
This song was my idea but I'ma let you have it, you can call it a blessin'
For our little secession here, go grab Mr. Carter
Cause the lesson I'ma share with you is gonna be a three parter
Number one, don't go too hard or you make look like a fool, a retard
Yeah, I know that wasn't politically correct, but it'll be the truth when everything is said and done
Just watch what you do, that was number one now its time for number two
When you steppin' on small time rappers, make sure its all their whole self and not just their shoes
Otherwise, they'll only be tripped up for a second but then they'll be after you
Don't toss 'em in a pot, forget 'em, and let 'em stew
You gotta let 'em cool off like coffee that's been fresh brewed
Now let's finish this off with lesson three
So listen close 'cause I won't repeat this ya see
That'll be your job when your singin' me
Cause I'm sure you got plenty of time since you're a retired G
Oh wait, a, s.e.c.
Anyway, let's get back to the point
The meaning of why i write this joint
You call this the death of auto-tune and ask for a moment of silence
Instead, I'll bring it back and give you a moment of violence
As I give life back to the auto-tune, and I revive it
You know you stole my shit, you know you lyin'
I'll say it again, but I won't be cryin'
When you call somethin' dead, make sure that you know
Make sure it's official, yeah, not just because you're HOV
Just because you're Jay-Z, just because you say so and whenever you say something that just he way it goes
Cause now that you've declared it dead, you can call me Frankenstein
*Auto-tuned line* Cause I will revive it, and I'll make it m-i-i-i-ne!
Now that I've done my thing, and brought it back again
I'm gonna have to cut it short, call this the end
Now it's official, the vocoder's dead, it's the death of auto-tune
Killed off the first time by you-know-*insert Jay-z's "whoo!"*
But you know I had to bring it back, so let's call this one round two