VCRs (Explicit)
J.I.D"VCRs (Explicit)" is a song by J.I.D, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:30 long and contains 82 lines and 733 words.
Lyrics
0:02From Rosewood all around the world
0:04Brought to you by the same niggas that gave us-us free
0:08Reminiscent of the depths of Oscarville
0:11Vengeance from the ashes of Tulsa we present to you a colossal
0:16**** you
0:18Look you want a piece of that American pie?
0:21Probably humble you
0:22Want that nice crib in the Hills?
0:24Real comfortable
0:25You're Juliet I'll be Romeo Montague
0:28My mama said me foolin' 'round with you is irresponsible
0:31You know how power and money do
0:33Try to monopolize you like the man with the monocle on his eye
0:36When I pass go give me two hundred dollars and shoot the fives
0:40I'm from the six no Devil ****
0:42Prince of Egypt told me look at life through Heaven's eyes
0:44Seeing evil **** was regular we ain't recognize
0:47Taraji and Common couldn't get the guy to testify
0:50They wearing wires and camouflage its espionage
0:53Hop into the ride it's a hellcat but the vessel of God
0:56Cops prolly stop me any time they feel jeopardized
0:58Pull me to the side I go IG live
1:01If I feel endangered I'ma up my
1:02Fah
1:03Do it for the squad because its no child ever left behind
1:06Hold me down dog have my back and just protect my spine
1:08And if they at your neck just know its wrecking time
1:11Only one shot could cause a second line
1:13One two three niggas riding through the city with they strap on
1:17Four niggas at the gas station on the trap phone
1:20Five o'clock traffic on the block they in the mix
1:23But the plot twist is niggas done made it out the six
1:26Seven in the morning off of bouldercrest and flat shoals
1:29No I haven't ate I'm finna eat from off of rap songs
1:32Nine on this waist you better straighten up your back bone
1:35Ten times out of ten niggas is in attack mode
1:37Look uh
1:38Everywhere I go I'm good 'cause I know the codes
1:41Huh
1:41I open up my soul and then it open doors
1:44I ain't killin' **** 'cause I'm cold it's 'cause I'm cold
1:46But I ain't do this **** alone I make it on
1:49I got all of this on my dome as I write more sentences
1:52If I explode like a truckload of nitroglycerin
1:54You just a bump in the road **** you might go missin' I'm psycho
1:58I keep a pole like I might go fishin'
2:00I'm from where shoes hang from power lines and light poles
2:03A light skin hoe wanna corner her braids micro
2:05She on a night stroll and he gon' buy if the price low
2:08He walk a tight rope is he sane or out his mind? I hope
2:12Niggas gon' be fine
2:12But wagwan this **** get better with time
2:15See this movie not rewinding my friend
2:17We turn the VCRs to dinosaurs
2:18The money we spend just leave us wanting more
2:21But money make the continents spin
2:23Built the world in seven days
2:24Wrote a seven you'll get paid a dollar lying
2:26We was line pressing in our better days
2:28Raising hell to get a taste of heaven's gates
2:31They can't relate I wouldn't wait for them to figure it out
2:33They want the dream without the nightmares heads in the clouds
2:36Thirsty for clout they don't know the burdens I got murders I copped
2:40Cuz ain't say a word and got shot rapping is hot
2:43Now we just a scattering thought a part of the art
2:46Just a casualty of the war it goes one two
2:50Three Five-Seven snub hanging out the window
2:53Four door jeep ride stole it off Obispo
2:55Five years later I was still on sixty-fifth
2:58I'm a seven figure nigga but I will never will forget
3:01Ate top ramen every day like it was gourmet
3:04Nine times out of ten niggas beat the court case
3:07Doing two elevens ain't never make us rich
3:10This a twelve gauge shotty I ain't gotta aim at sh
3:12Who done lucky thirteenth?
3:13They made an angel out the man they used to be an Earthling
3:16And you can say it's dirt cheap
3:18'Cause when they shootin' niggas turn to Jackie Joyner-Kersee
3:21Personally I know nobody never been perfect or move perfectly
3:24I'm prayin' when you see me at my worst you see worth in me
3:27Battlin' demons addiction and adversity
3:30Balancin' dreams internally it's my eternity
From Rosewood all around the world Brought to you by the same niggas that gave us-us free Reminiscent of the depths of Oscarville Vengeance from the ashes of Tulsa we present to you a colossal **** you Look you want a piece of that American pie? Probably humble you Want that nice crib in the Hills? Real comfortable You're Juliet I'll be Romeo Montague My mama said me foolin' 'round with you is irresponsible You know how power and money do Try to monopolize you like the man with the monocle on his eye When I pass go give me two hundred dollars and shoot the fives I'm from the six no Devil **** Prince of Egypt told me look at life through Heaven's eyes Seeing evil **** was regular we ain't recognize Taraji and Common couldn't get the guy to testify They wearing wires and camouflage its espionage Hop into the ride it's a hellcat but the vessel of God Cops prolly stop me any time they feel jeopardized Pull me to the side I go IG live If I feel endangered I'ma up my Fah Do it for the squad because its no child ever left behind Hold me down dog have my back and just protect my spine And if they at your neck just know its wrecking time Only one shot could cause a second line One two three niggas riding through the city with they strap on Four niggas at the gas station on the trap phone Five o'clock traffic on the block they in the mix But the plot twist is niggas done made it out the six Seven in the morning off of bouldercrest and flat shoals No I haven't ate I'm finna eat from off of rap songs Nine on this waist you better straighten up your back bone Ten times out of ten niggas is in attack mode Look uh Everywhere I go I'm good 'cause I know the codes Huh I open up my soul and then it open doors I ain't killin' **** 'cause I'm cold it's 'cause I'm cold But I ain't do this **** alone I make it on I got all of this on my dome as I write more sentences If I explode like a truckload of nitroglycerin You just a bump in the road **** you might go missin' I'm psycho I keep a pole like I might go fishin' I'm from where shoes hang from power lines and light poles A light skin hoe wanna corner her braids micro She on a night stroll and he gon' buy if the price low He walk a tight rope is he sane or out his mind? I hope Niggas gon' be fine But wagwan this **** get better with time See this movie not rewinding my friend We turn the VCRs to dinosaurs The money we spend just leave us wanting more But money make the continents spin Built the world in seven days Wrote a seven you'll get paid a dollar lying We was line pressing in our better days Raising hell to get a taste of heaven's gates They can't relate I wouldn't wait for them to figure it out They want the dream without the nightmares heads in the clouds Thirsty for clout they don't know the burdens I got murders I copped Cuz ain't say a word and got shot rapping is hot Now we just a scattering thought a part of the art Just a casualty of the war it goes one two Three Five-Seven snub hanging out the window Four door jeep ride stole it off Obispo Five years later I was still on sixty-fifth I'm a seven figure nigga but I will never will forget Ate top ramen every day like it was gourmet Nine times out of ten niggas beat the court case Doing two elevens ain't never make us rich This a twelve gauge shotty I ain't gotta aim at sh Who done lucky thirteenth? They made an angel out the man they used to be an Earthling And you can say it's dirt cheap 'Cause when they shootin' niggas turn to Jackie Joyner-Kersee Personally I know nobody never been perfect or move perfectly I'm prayin' when you see me at my worst you see worth in me Battlin' demons addiction and adversity Balancin' dreams internally it's my eternity
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