CJ Fly - Ernee lyrics

rate me

Ft. Dirty Sanchez

(Intro: Biggie)

Ya don't need a million to look like a million, nahwimsayn?

So ya don't really need the money but at the same time

As I was sayn, it's so hard growin' up in the hood, people don't really understand

Errybody got their mom's & they pops & they got they catholic schools

& they got their brothas & their lil dog Scruffy

In they backyard, but it's not like that in Brooklyn

How is it in Brooklyn? It's haaard!

(Intro: CJ Fly)

This is dedicated to all my ghetto men, & lady friends

Those in the hood that ain't doin' what they should

& I recall this one, the incompatible capital?

(Verse: CJ Fly)

Yo eva since I was a snot-nose

I grew up close to Kosciusko

Got mad ho's that got mad low if ya had known

Same wars sneakin' thru back doors with they backs on

My back yo, bet ya got played like banjo's

I admit it, I'm an asshole

Mess yo day up like bad jokes, or bad Joe no bad shows

I think it's best ya know five o's, El Diablo

Keep one eye closed till yo shine grows yo fine soul

The pines roll & my minds blown

I meditate the elevated to anotha fuckin' time zone

Fly in the astral planes, but still I have to train

If no one gets the picture then that must mean that ya can't be framed, I know ya think that life is sweet, sweet

Not in these streets, streets when ya see blood up on the concrete

Been workin' on these projects & these projects where I'm from

Bed Sty, Brooklyn, life ain't promised where I'm from

I'm from the slums where ya don't run son

Live by the gun, die by the gun

Sum' catch the street smarts & sum' dumb

Sum'of them feel me but sum' numb

All I can say is, one luv to the young thugs gettin' their lungs strung

(Hook)

Eva since a kid all I wanted to do is play

Got a lil older, found out about the game

Ain't care bout the fame all I wanted was a name

Dreamin' big eva since I was a shawty

Eva since a kid all I wanted to do is play

Got a lil olda, found out about the game

Ain't care bout the name all I wanted was the fame

Dreamin' big eva since I was a shawty

(Verse 2: Dirty Sanchez)

They been like dirty is this real life shit, oh yeah

I'm just a cool laid back nigga, no beach chair

Dirty San from Brooklyn, what is not clear

& my people interfere cuz they're not scared

Lil kids kick rocks with miss-matched socks

It hurt to kick it, drinkin' quarter waters

Money is liquid, been lookin' fo' the golden ticket

Them April showers fooled me, all month livin' gloomy

Flowers may neva bloom

Black petunia, tune your radios into the radio-activist

Throwing up Path-o, I been livin' on the edge

My legs are danglin' off of a ledge, fuck school, I seek knowledge

God mind, it takes one to know who to acknowledge

Got these suicidal thoughts like Christopher Wallace

That's that, do or die mentality

Women that call me sweet, end up with bad cavities

Sumebody call the pope, Beast Coast about calamity

Just cuz you're my neighbor, that don't mean that we're close

Eyes open, look close into the future

To my Mexicanos truchas or Medusa

Ya gone face these streets flooded with snakes & leaches

& they can suck me, I been corrupted

By the creamin' peaches, I'm mutant leavin' em speechless

Lookin' fo' the top but we don't know where the peak is

Fuck yo weakness, yo weekend, forty seven speakin'

(Hook)

Eva since a kid all I wanted to do is play

Got a lil older, found out about the game

Ain't care bout the fame all I wanted was a name

Dreamin' big eva since I was a shawty

Eva since a kid all I wanted to do is play

Got a lil olda, found out about the game

Ain't care bout the name all I wanted was the fame

Dreamin' big eva since I was a shawty