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Nothing Beats A Try

by Emceein' Eye + P.T. Burnem

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1.
There's a place in the mountains. Down Sunning Hill, Jamaica. A righteous man slow farming. He got the jungle wi-fi. Telling stories of a duppy. Couldn't kill no hog. He need a white rum offering. To appease and get along. Steam Chalice x4 Cucumbers like fuck. And this ganja ain't a question. Walkin barefoot tough. And there ain't no guessin. Hot pot in a blazin' wood fire. A spliff hangs from my lips. In tune with the land on the wire. Fresh juice blend, and i take a sip. Steam Chalice x4
2.
Went Walkin' 02:31
I went walkin, walkin around. I went lookin, but nothing was found, i went walkin. x2 Short cuts draw blood, so i stick to the trail, like a fly to tobacco, hobos on the rail. Lookin for something that i just can't find, and i ain't gonna stop til i got some peace of mind. Saw me a sign, light shine through the trees, i felt her walkin with me, felt it like a cool breeze. Only good vibes when im out goin' to roam, but i still don't know just where to call my home. I went walkin, walkin around. I went lookin, but nothing was found, i went walkin. x2 Went down to the creek, got down on my knees, got down in the dirt and looked up at the trees. Sun shining through the leaves, i look up at the sky. Asked God to save me, asked God to get high. I went walkin, walkin around. I went lookin, but nothing was found, i went walkin. x2
3.
Emceein' Eye : Willing to bend, reluctant to break, i aint side show bob, stepping on a rake. Im crunching these leaves, underneath my feet, the rain brought the brown water on down to the creek. Cutting the vines, clearing the ivy, got a cutlass in my hand, and my dogs right beside me. Try me. Gravel chunks stuck to the gaps in my shoes, going all in and we ain't gonna lose. Headed to the bush just to grab a lit fuse, and set it off proper cause we trust no blues. Twinn Zeus : I like to clear my mind when I drive, thoughts illuminated at night, Peep the signs, Y’all know how I ride, so you know I’ve crossed lines, Crushed leaves that survive, announce when I arrive Polished like we were lacquered alive, We’ll echo forever like Speak n’ Eye, Word on every one of Burn’ems bangers, solving problems with my anger, Since Texas Ranger, Got more lines than an angler, there’s no stun in my fazer, or strings on the favor, Been that guy from the minute, I sensed my disdain, for the limit, and I admit I was tilted when I dipped it in flame, I’m bringing three things pain, tricks of the trade, and snacks minus the whole grains, no capping unless hot fries are in the bag, And we go way back, like all that Trying to pass along knowledge in these raps, People get paid to watch how you act, Don't mistake their distance for slack I see so far forward I can watch my own back, I can watch my own back, Don't mistake the distance for slack Pass along knowledge in these raps Grant Livesay : roll up with a grog nozzle sporting a shako rare trailblazer trot a pace so slow you might as well bet on the guy going the wrong direction hike like a thousand extra miles still besting him best of three, winner take all glacial haste when the winter comes calling, "ayo, wussup, you packin’ a jacket?" permafrost flow, hoss wrapped up and rapping lost track of the map, where we at? scaling sheer cliffs in sandals sans back straps boy (girl), that’s a tad bit dangerous livin’ loud on the edge at least you die famously (geronimo!) caught the whole fall on camera commentators pondering, "what’s autumn to inertia?" heard you the first time: do not take the path most traveled form a line, thorn in the side of the saddle P.T. Burnem : You know i got to get down with these Winston Freaks, plus crunch leaves from the creek to the beach. March under the banner of our man Dan Keech, and that means we're ready with the damn canteens. Bought to crack a cypher like its world war 3, Tapping out a message under sycamore trees. Chalice full of Kush, posted in a lean to. Waiting on the devil with a mug full of bean juice.
4.
Soul Fire, soul fire, soul fire. We aint got no water. You don't own me. And you never will. You don't owe me. World don't owe you shit. It's time to let me go. It's what's right you know. Dead space where nothing grows. Riding the ridge and so.. Nothing beats a try.
5.
Unwound 02:02
I'm not gon' tell ya that your special. I'm not gon' tell ya that i'm proud. I'm not gon' tell ya how to live it. Or who you hanging around. Don't let 'em get you unwound. Don't let 'em beat ya to the ground. x2 Cause things are getting better. It's the only thing that's bound. And all the stupid stuff don't matter. So sit and listen to the sound. Don't let 'em get you unwound. Don't let 'em beat ya to the ground. x2 Cause i know that things are gonna be fine. Get outside sometime and clear your mind. Plant my feet on earth, unwind. Sunshine.
6.
I was lying in my room. I was lying in my bed. Riffs runnin' through my brain, beats beating in my head. With your red tambourine. With your red tambourine. Grab your tough leather jacket. Step back to square. Beat machine and your glasses. We slicked back your hair. With your red tambourine. With your red tambourine. We walk into the sun, turn to dust just like a star. Now I'm driving through the dark, all alone in your car. Without your red tambourine. Without your red tambourine. We're on a road to nowhere. We're on a road to nowhere. We're on a road.

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released August 1, 2023

All songs written, performed, recorded & mixed by PT Burnem & Emceein' Eye at the Jelly Bush - Foothills, North Carolina.

Steam Chalice & Unwound Co-Written by Joshua Brookshire

Emceein' Eye - Vocals, Guitars, Percussion, Keyboards, Harmonica, Sampling

PT Burnem - Background Vocals, Piano, Synthesizers, Dustkat Dream Drum Machine, Sampling

Bass on Unwound by Height Keech

Bass on Nothing Beats A Try by Joe Lally

Gang Vocals on Steam Chalice by Heather MacIntyre, Laura Gardea, Kevin & Michael Goforth, Yanni Xinois

Mastered by Grant Livesay

All photos by Emceein Eye, except Thank You page Photo by Erika Ponsiek

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Emceein' Eye and Unspeakable (Speak N Eye) are a brother rap / punk duo from Winston-Salem, NC.

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