New Music from Erv Perry

This one's for my Demons.

I've had it with the healing.

I'm fed up with the feelings.

Play this for my demons.

Started like a plot.

I don't wanna stop.

Hit the dance floor like baby I don't wanna talk

She's Spillin out the top.

That's always pillow talk

Bustin down everywhere but you maybe got your doubts- how?

Like I came this far just for the clout - now?

Everyone before me but I'm right now.

Sick of hearing who always who I'm supposed to be .

They can't ever know.

I can't let it go.

Darkness casting over everything I turn to gold.

All I ever known is out here on my very own .

Hungry for revenge, like tell me do you think that I forgot how?

Everything I went through to be right now.

Gone and fucked around with whom and found out.

Push me to edge of insecurity.

Man I'm hot up off that wax.

She so Gucci with that math

Holding in the pocket baby , ain't no pressure on my pass.

Ain't no pressure on my past.

Moving forward nothing less.

She says now you love me back?

Eyes always be on th bag.

Handle on my biz .

gotta Handle on my debts.

I don't need the extra lines, ion need the disrespect..

GonnaCatch me off the top. don't catch me on a flex.

Imma bounce you out the scene. Gonna write you off the the script.

No more disrespect.

Im putting you on block. Im swiping to the left.

No more disrespect.

Text aint getting sent. Im leaving you on Read.

Man I'm gone up off that gas. Everything goes good cash.

I don't ever stutter baby. I don't ever stumble back.

Watch her whip it like she bad. Go ahead and throw that ass.

Rolled up with a heavy sack, like mc rib they glad I'm back.

Man, I'm still poppin these tags . Dropping heat up in these tracks

Everything you think you wanted, and everything you really get.

tryna catch me in the comments. parsing words in this bitch.

Petty people always hung up on they petty little shit.

Hold it up like a "c" phone.

Got me in mode.

She don't wanna send a text . She just need the info.

Man, Fuck a Rolex, I'm too into tech bro.

Hit em like it's berlin, then we off to moscow.

Ion even ask them, Ion even wanna know.

Boy, Got like 4 pairs and I'm after 4 more.

Tryna stray from the grave, I got guilt on my soul.

Every single thing I own is all bought and paid for.

Damn. Bottom line black like the check just wrote.

hating on the game, they don't even know the board.

Always hating on a player till you doing something for em.

They werenever on the team, they just know about the score.

You weren't there you weren't witness.

She Hit him up like a kid with a wish list.

I got em on the phone saying we in business.

She wanna stay on top of me just like my fitness.

Kawasaki like a Ninja we just flipped in.

It's all the same bitt, it's all the same shit.

Situation escalated by dimensions.

Haters always hating on you on a mention.

Club cover Got em paying for attention

Everything inspired leaving nothing to convention .

Man I'm living on divine intervention.

Money in my hand feeling like I'm on a mission.

Preacher, Throwin hundreds, hail Mary we gone witness.

a love letter to the game, PNW culture, and all things vice.

*Bullish when I'm buying on the dip.

*Going off hard like a pip.

*Money on my mind and a clip.

*Rolling through the grove stay lit.

Made it back two times like a flip.

You can't even hit my licks.

Coming up from the grove can't miss.

Both hands when she swang them hips.

Gotta show em how a real player lives.

No question always been him.

Wake up craving that motion.

Gotta move like, got notions.

Got magic, got potions.

Fuckin hit em with that hocus pocus.

Old toby gonna help me focus.

She just wanna know what we token

Ion even speak , words be spoken.

Spree wheels gone keep on rolling.

You knew that, we told you.

We on that. we for this.

LYRICS:

*Funny how these knots in family ties.

Funny that I wasn't chosen right?

All the hoping in the world. Look at you sad now that I'm still alive.

All the knives in my back. Made a brotha sit back finally realize.

Only thing that holds you back are the people in your life always holding lines.

This for the ones we loved who died.

I was Cain they was able right?

Nothing ever gonna replace all the pain rage that I feel inside.

Therapist said he know I lied.

Cops said we going for a ride.

One step closer to the edge.

How many more till I take the dive.

* this is Glass joe versus iron mike.

So much training I done did for it.

Lil black sambo growed up.

Glad that your still here for it.

Past lives with us constantly.

Clock ticking down on top of me.

Darkness on the edge of the things. Crawling on the edge of a razor blade.

Last one left, I'ma ride till the end of the game.

I'll keep the lights on for my brothers .Man, got a Space saved and a table placed.

Love the way this poetry flowing everywhere like it's champagne.

Show up fresh than a motherfucker, buy the whole thing, on game.

The blind know it's not what you see.

The dying know it's not all your things.

Heart more than about a beat.

Beauty & the beast in the you & me.

Good things always hurt to lose,

Love & regret making me confused.

Hate to say the words but I know it's true.

Everything in me bad cause of you.

LYRICS:

*Easy come,easy go, you can't have it all.

Kids sliding over scripts and that madderall.

California sober boy I'm off the alcohol.

Gotta tilt to my shit, and Im off the wall.

Dreams, man tell me what you're made of.

Tell me what are you afraid of?

Tell me what are you slave of ?

Fuck a phone you can reach me on my pager.

Wont fall man, I'm just too fly.

play ya cards right man you just might shine.

Young Samson in them icy brights.

Love it when my girl wears a pair of coke whites.

First step to be the man - you take on your own.

First one through the door- cuz he'd die alone.

Looking down at this city that you call your own

That's a vibe when it really starts hitting home.

*Dreams, living like we hustlers and theives.

Only Separated by our ambition and greed.

Everybody got em man even you and me.

Whats another name for desire when you got a need?

They seeing stars in a Louie bag.

Dirty money baptized at the cash wrap.

Living in a world full of the " wish me hads!"

Gotta be on something new "go and get you that!"

Gimme cash! where the loot be at?

Double up till I'm on Mars where da roof be at?

I'm just hitting four bars till they pay me back.

Smelling like a whole brick but that's typical -ish, u bish.

We busy trying to keep the lights on.

Wedged in the middle with em living with they lights off.

Somebody Died,Born,saved nearly every day.

And you can bet on that somebody always getting paid.

This track is the first in my mixtape series, and it's all about beats sampled by hand. Working with underground artists got me inspired to actually try picking music and chopping it up for samples myself. It really takes a lot of attention and a good ear to make those cuts and get each piece to line up. I gained a whole new respect for the process, so this is my attempt at an homage to the greats, set against verses that reflect on life and my experiences. Please enjoy.

LYRICS:

*How long you live your life before you ever really live?

How you think George Bailey feel bout it in the end?

How you gon sell yourself short out on a win.

Took a quick 5 steada waiting on the 10.

Got em spinning out like Buddy think he really it ?

From way up hear, it's really kinda hard to hear that shit.

Somehow the losers all still lose in the end .

It's never too late man to "turn this thang around again.

*Somebody out there dying, somebody out there trying.

Somebody being born and somebody simply surviving.

I Wanted all the good things in a bad way.

Nothing nice, in a cruel city, fair play.

Ocean full of doubt all you gotta do is swim.

Man we know the script, we searching for our Moseses.

For Higher people's man, higher things were meant.

Be we over this, scrolling through a Genesis.

*You remember how the silly little jingle goes.

Everything that glitters isn't ever really gold

Been holding on for so long, time for letting go.

I think I'll write this down, maybe this one's a toast?

Whole a room a liars say the know me do they really though?

I kinda hard when a star takes away they glow.

That's how it's been and always gonna go,

Born slippy man I always been a ghost.

*I feel paid & saved. Much Like a Paper saint.

So much blessing on my game I feel Holy mane.

If you the lucky one alive you would understand.

I'm heading to those Pearly Gates and bringing back the Band.

I'm waking up to the thought God a superfan.

Cause why I get this life? Cause why I get these jams?

I understand, but I don't ever understand.

Now while we bow our heads, come along and hold my hand.

A Presence & a prescience.

I swear that I was blessed with more than black skin ,I got a second sense

Somewhere out there it's making sense.

I got an Angel in the wings, and another in the outfield.

Spilling all my guts out like I'm dying here.

I only matter for a moment then I disappear.

Like an 8 ball saying that "futures not clear"

Are we ever living ? Man I'm trying here.

Round 1 at the concourse.

I swear this never gets old in a life full no remorse.

We change lanes, and we change roles.

I swore nothing change me but of course I was dead wrong..

We lose ourselves and we lose our way,

try to find our way back and we end up in the wrong lane.

I was trying to find change.

When you only chase gold you can end up in a dark place.

No cap no fill, I've woken up Broke lights off, unskilled.

Hard to feel like your a star. When you're homes a UHaul and you've been sleeping in your car.

Had to operate the end like the end was me.

Had to play the game for keeps not no wannabe.

Parted all of my haters like the red sea.

Watch em burning like a bush that's in front of me.

Remember when I hung my head in shame.

Now I'm high as a kite sippin champagne on an airplane.

This is what dreams are made of .

Man you can't tell me anything.

Dirty ass apartments, day labor paying rent,

Cinder block motel rooms, desperate In the darkness.

Eating like like an animal in gas station parking lots.

Showering at a gym I can't afford but it's all I got.

Dead malls and the empty bars, felt the weight of broken promises and broken hearts.

Empty light coming on when it's not the last mile.

Waking up to mag court after you just beat a charge.

Went from an exile to a lifestyle.

Moved to the West coast , I had to leave the south.

Future brighter with a pre roll in mouth.

I can't forget those days even though I made it out.

Standing on a beach where the forest meets the sea

Think about my brother's and the ones that used to be .

Wish that I could share with them the beauty and the peace.

And Everywhere I go it's angels always looking out for me .

feel for me like I feel for you.

I do us both a favor when I stay on my truth

Man you do us both a favor if you stay on the you .

Ain't no body tryna see their people's name on the news .

Man go the schools

Show me the youth.

Let me see a show of hands imma show you the truth.

If you know you know you know and if you don't your just a fool. You ain't never understand and you prolly never would.

Hope dies and hope floats.

You gon sell the white girl or you gon learn to shoot hoops.

Get a million views try to cash out .

Better go invest in coin or you gon crash out .

Bleed to death for the American dream.

Busy chasing posture , purses and streams.

Money and attention over everything sane.

Waiting on one day when we swear life's gone change.

Feel for me like I feel for you.

Bombs over bagdad what's changed?

More money mo trouble it seems

Pinky rocking outta this thing with brain.

Can't blame a brother if the world's insane

Showing up like ,

We going live man

doors open like

Let my people in

Throw them doors up

Man throw them doors up

Throw them doors up

man throw them doors up

Man I know the real struggle

Million dollar bail had me living out the duffle

In-between motels had me thinking well maybe hell might be better off if this game of bounty hunter chase could stop.

Had to get new thoughts

Night of God & shrooms got me a new heart.

reborn a new man in a parking lot

Had to learn to love steady fore I learned to walk.

Love to live dangerous.

Texas with a dollar sign .

Hit it like it's Vegas

Wanna see the money line.

Cash app payment

I don't even fuck around .

Hit em up like stakeit.

Make that money make sense.

C'mon honey and shake it.

Drop that thing down in the back like she break it.

She knows the safe word and code to safe is .

This a lifestyle of defiants and delinquents

Friday night lights

like that China doll white.

Milligram smile everythings all right .

Pocket full of plugs tryna play the game right.

Half blood prince, come back a black knight.

This the find out phase,

right one right time.

This Perry show man

You gotta go and live your life.

Runaway to Malibu like everything's fine.

Sippin wine like Gavin cause you know I love vice.

Y'all think I'm new at this.

Clutching pearls underneath your shirt like a crucifix.

Got a whole stack of records wreck your set with nuances.

I don't care , burn this bitch down like I'm through with this. Cool with this.

Fool with it.

God damn I'm a fool with this.

Lord don't make mistakes. Why you playing God Lucifer?

Listen up son of mine, momma sed puscifer.

Changes gonna come, don't you get it any different sir.

Money don't mean anything, when they selling limelight

They just want influencers man they don't need no housewife

Ego gets you killed but ambitions what they dying for

Fake a selfie fake a life, but can you fake a metaphor.

Somebody stop em man this shit be so improbable.

98% percent of em are only gonna lie to you.

When they hold you back man it's time to let em go.

Ain't no looking back man it's always moving forward.