washing dishes in a dirty sink. filthiness woven into sturdy kinks. neglected and accepted it  before i learned to think. so now i’m at a crossroad. is it peace or war? Washington or Oslo  i’m the popular joke - chickens never cross roads. pronto, a speed i could never attain remain not so. clean even if heavenly rain reigned/rained heavily. the same melody, it seems to maintain steadily. i gotta go, seeking for all the things that i wanna know.. then i can live a life in exhilarating geronimos. get ahead instead of incinerating in lava slow. purification for titillating a lot of souls. i see the water but walking in is unlike me, unlikely(Lee). the light’s white so life Spikes me. i guess i gotta take a step..naw, forget it i guess i gotta take a breath.
it seems that i can’t don’t it. it seems that i can  do it. living is black bluish, potentially translucent. scantily clad units that have to be Cancunish. happily glad, but it’s passing me bad fluids. i cant understand. and so i ask it in sad music. could easily be a brute, but I hassle to stand truest. i have to advance a lot of strings are attached to it, but i cant tune it. need a single bucket of water but there’s mad sewage. many traps, additional rats puking. rewards slippery oiled up in a dance juking. my seeds wasted. planted where a sand dune is. deplete basins. what i need is based in secrets discreet masons. what i need is the Gattaca scene. clean scrapings so i don’t leave tracings. leaping out the play pen  generating growth in the roots, promote the fruits that i’m supposed to produce. loosen the coats to consume Useless and Closer and Soon. so i can grow for Eternity floating close to the moon. dive in a flow full of purity drifting closer to bloom. unsanitary and merry, see most are closer to doom. sanity’s married to clarity so i chose to pursue. instead of boasting the tunes, now i’m soaking the wounds. instead of coaxing the gloom, i’m approaching the noon. a new dawn, opportunities and broken cocoons.

Wudhu "Cleanlinessness" (Demo)

Written and produced by Emay

Bars: 

Crying over world cup losses but forgot about our brethren. 
Like, "Humanity is lost, but my team better win." 
Meanwhile lives are being taken 'cause of settlements.
Explosions by the hour have your children trembling. 
Area's seized and dubbed ‘Area C’.
Bombs drop by aerial means all for Ariel's dream.
Teens bludgeoned in the streets it's unfair and obscene. 
Only allowed to get to stepping if the stairs are unclean. 
Oppressed versus the oppressor but they frame it like it's otherwise.
As if both sides are being given billions. 
Civilians with blank faces couldn't even summarize
Never being numbed by it it just multiplies.
Your voice is only heard if it's preceded by a dollar sign. 
Can only save the West Bank if The West banks. 
You're only treasured if your treasure’s in their treasury. 
But our resistance is measured in our energy. 
So it's forever BDS to do what I can.
The corrupted media’s gps I threw out the van. 
Ain't no point of us being neutral, standing firm in my stance.
If it’s Zionism that suits you we'll be hurting your scam. 
For as long as their rights are taken and you're perched on their land.
We'll be the needles to insert in your hands.


It goes 1, for the weak and oppressed.
2, for Palestine.
3, fighting with no regrets. 
Trying to manage time, we don't have no seconds to spare.
While Israeli soldiers brandish all their techs in the air.


Palacetine

Wrote and recorded this in 2011 over a beat BB sent me. Kind of forgot about it.

Might make it a bonus track on my up and coming EP.

Diggity Strategic (composed by Blackbird Blackbird)

Produced by Star Slinger 
Written by Emay and Star Slinger

On iTunes: http://goo.gl/iccgnC
Official Website: http://tomorrowarchaic.com

'Who Am I?' is the first single from my up and coming EP entitled the 'Sinner, Songwriter EP' which will be be released on December 16th, 2014 through Hi-Scores Recording Library digitally and on cassette. 

Lyrics:
Doesn't matter if I got big with some new ideas.
Or got big trynna figure out who I is.
But I gotta live like Tupac bigs.
I got Big trynna figure out Who I Is. 

Who am I? Like Jackie Chan’s movie.
Morbid and dark, not a tacky tan truly.
Most original so the bastards can't do me.
Rehab clinic, alas, you can't do E.
We smash in it and blast, your camp’s floozys.
Lackadaisical with the raps a tad gloomy.
3 dimensional when I clash you cats 2 D.
Childish, so when I attack you catch cooties.
I stand out like a pink hand-out.
Remain hesitant. But I never plan doubt.
Make you reconsider your plans don't keep your brand out.
Been suppressing the motive, I never act out.
I'm a chill dude. Crass individual.
Serious but never keep the laughs to a minimal.
The only time I don't smile's when I take a picture.
Take a deeper look at my file, I’m a fatal twister.
I hurt people. But in reverse, when I’m rehearsing a verse I curse evil.
Like, major contradiction. So, maybe I’m a hypocrite.
Swinging back and forth, or maybe at the tip of it.
The cliff exists. I only have one chance like I’m dipping chips.
But I’m sick of it, I’m inhaling a different mist.
But my lungs and my tongue rejects it when I sung respective.
And society’s telling me to go to school, learn something.
But they don’t understand that I just wanna burn something.
For every person working, but they earn nothing.
Dispersed exertion cuz they yearn substance.
But it’s never found. Maybe that’ll change.
I’ll only know if I refuse to keep the batter caged.
So I'mma try to build a ladder for the latter days.
So I can illustrate the manner of the Anime.



Who Am I? (with Star Slinger)

Produced by Giraffage
Written by Emay

On iTunes: goo.gl/iccgnC
Official Website: http://emay.bandcamp.com

'MAIR' is the second single from my up and coming EP entitled the 'Sinner, Songwriter EP' which will be be released on December 16th, 2014 through Hi-Scores Recording Library digitally and on cassette.

MAIR (with Giraffage)

Produced by Resolved Dissonance aka RD (https://soundcloud.com/resolveddissonance)
Written by Emay

On iTunes: goo.gl/iccgnC
Official Website: http://emay.bandcamp.com




Landscaping (with Resolved Dissonance aka RD)

Produced by Hut (https://soundcloud.com/hutthebeliever)
Written by Emay

On iTunes: http://goo.gl/iccgnC
Official Website: http://emay.bandcamp.com

Refresh (with Hut)

Produced by Hollow Pigeons (https://soundcloud.com/hollowpigeons)
Written by Emay

On iTunes: goo.gl/iccgnC
Official Website: http://emay.bandcamp.com


Solitude (with Hollow Pigeons)

sns.

all i did was make the beat. accomplice to a murder.

Gene One and Emay - Drench

Blaow "That Hurts" (Produced by Chef Byer)

First single from my full length album entitled Ilah.

Produced and written by Emay

Additional horns and keys by Aaron Hutchinson and Connor Bennett of Eschaton

Mastered by Allegories

Israfil "angels trumpet"

A love song I wrote for the one I love most, Madeena.

See I just want to wake up next to you.
Bringing out the best in you.
You're bringing out the best in me.
Every morning set to sea.
Your sadness I'm upset to see.
Half of me has disappeared. 
Turning in my sleep hoping to happily uplift the gears.
I pray for you to come to me.
Hallucinating lucid paintings.
Who's the masochist and who's the sadist.
Funny I always used to mix them up 
And ask you for the definition.
Our pain in repetition an excellent expedition.
But I'm tired of tripping and need to settle down.
For every cube of ice around me there's a kettle found.
Feeling like I'm amerikkkas most wanted.
And if I mess this up I'll be feeling the ghost, haunted.
I'm sorry that, every track I make for you's a sorry track.
I just don’t know what amma do today.
Designer of my own fate.
You're the one that taught me that.
I want to be with you and no one else forget a copy cat.
You're the only lioness and I'm the archer.
See I just wanna try my best to numb the darker
Aspects of my past stress and work smarter…

It's getting harder to breathe.
My chest is open with his heart on his sleeve.
And now I hold it in hand.
I only pray you receive it.

I never meant to not acknowledge you.
Part of me is all of you 
And I just need to pay you back.
My ego is laying flat.

Beg II "For Madeena"

Official Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4nqAwmVPhU

Written and produced by me, and to be featured on my next album entitled Ilah.

Bakkah (Single)

Bakkah: The History of Humankind

Setsuko II

Lilac (feat. Kamilah and L-SPEX)

Apolitico “I’m off to save the world!"

Yakub

Featuring Fae and L-SPEX

https://jetjam.bandcamp.com

Yesu (feat. Fae and L-SPEX)

Ilah “sendGod”

Ibn “son”

Silently III

Featuring Casey MQ and EMay

Purchase: https://jetjam.bandcamp.com

7th (feat. Casey MQ and EMay)

Idea

If I didn't say who made the beat it's because I made the beat lol.

Paystyle (as nk. archaic)

Produced and written by Emay

Lyrics:

They say to follow your intuition.
It’s bad advice. I guess I didn’t listen.
Learned that every word of earnest isn’t wisdom.
The whiteness inside of me lied to me through premonition.
Writhing as I set the rhythms.
But I rejected it, what they jockeyed as excellence
Tried to stop me, a detriment on this journey to exodus.
Get with this, shit is effortless.
Barking on the track I’m DMX in this. 
720 trick I’m BMXing this. So mess with this.
Pan-African feminist. Quellist. A Falconer follower.
Tough but I’m generous. Masculine but effeminate,
Centered, I’m comfortable in my own skin.
Unlike the reactionary degenerates.
We’re fundamental, even whether they’re ancillary is tentative.
I move Strange. More than half as scary as Benedict.
Life is short so history appears to be pathetic and repetitive.
To build revolution is hard and delicate. It’s Genesis. 
So Lenin and Rosa are who I’ve credited.
From Marx to Assata we oughta cast away the fetishes.
I put a needle through Wilson just for emphasis.
Castaway. Basic survival, no need for etiquette.


So get washed in my stream of consciousness.
Stirred in the dialectic of action versus consequence.
There’s a lot to this.
Only stones break bones, I guess I lost the sticks.
The people’s champs are the masses that rock bottom shit.
Sarah and John Conner ish. Karen’s and Chad’s do not honour this.
A long line of grand wizards is who your father is.
I’m tearing down his statue to slap you and stab you.
The same sword from the book of Mathew.

I had to. Slay whitey in his little castle.
I had to. For all the people living in rags too.
I had to. Burn it all to ash to rehash.
Yes I had to. (I had to.)
Kick you off the mantle.
I had to. (I had to).
Slay whitey in his castle. 
I had to.

Republic of New Afrika

producer/mc
tomorrowarchaic@gmail.com

mgmt inquires: 
matt@exhalemusicgroup.com 

Emay

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