Love the collier sample and your flow on this!

Instrumental:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=InoEuMEEuwQ


I rap in riddles, pouring soul out in poems
only trust a poet as far as you can throw 'em

That's not to say that I don't speak the truth
some listen in a trance, raps are coma-induced
I beat the beat so bad ya'll could call it abuse 
I beat the beat so bad it's like  a victim of jhus

But words aren't enough so it's like what's the use?....
....I'll still attempt to show my love for all of you

As the hair greys our times will never fade
I'm a drop in your ocean in your water's where I'll wade

hiding in the shade but I still felt your rays
just a rock in your pond yet we still made waves 

It's days spent together for the worst or for the better
Wish they'd, last so long, a ruler couldn't measure

down to the letter, and down to the thread
I'm up at your text group chat's never unread

i'll drive ya anywhere, I'll be steering there,
seattle or CWU just Remember last year, 
Y'all were like"he's who?" When I first arrived here
But we cracked jokes as often as I turned to steer

stay close and nearby, don't cry from hearing sighs
Even if we're worlds apart don't hesitate to say hi

Goodbye's the wrong word, now I'm just wasting paper
I know we'll be alright cause i'll see you guys later

Banquet

Instrumental is "Night Breeze" by Jinsang:
https://jinsangbeats.bandcamp.com/track/night-breeze

Lyrics:
a cold grip, another warm sip
another day passes, another failed wish
a cold grip, another warm sip
another failed, another failed wish
a cold grip, another warm sip
another day passes, another failed wish

The streets empty and my mind too full
My pens heavy so the text too bold
Need to speak soft and write even softer
Paper sick of ink til my coffin filled with coffers 

Got the sniffles, two for every riddle
Sugar for the sweet tooth, skipping eating skittles
Came to take the cake if there's a lot or a little 

It's official, a pen of diabetes,
Insulin expensive, wait until you see the
War of words, no papers for a treaty 
This beyond meat, but the words still beefy 
I'm on a roll, but still lacking TP

It's all stupid, I'm lacking a choice
I wrote the words down but I'm lacking a voice
it's the, sound of silence attacking the noise 
defend and destroy, I guess it's a gift like a..

 cold grip, another warm sip
another failed, another failed wish
a cold grip, another warm sip
another day passes, another failed wish


The nights late, the days even later 
Opportunity passed no need for defibrillator 
Stepped on equator, I'm crossing a line 
Spirited away no more looking behind 
Take your time, gone without a trace 
An eternity in seconds reflected upon the face 

Just a phase, this too shall pass
Currently its hard but I wonder bout the last

cold grip, another warm sip
another failed, another failed wish
a cold grip, another warm sip
another day passes, another failed wish

Another Day

Song Sampled: "He Won't Hold You" - Jacob Collier

Lyrics:

Feeling weighted to the ground, vision blurry, ceiling phasing
Bury myself in a sound from the struggles I that we be facing
I'm rarely satiated, barely faded, scarcely made it by a thin thread
I've listened to only what my sins said, God I've been dead
Inside of my head, my mind, burdened by every vice, enticed, cynicized, daily contact with my kryptonite
Talk of getting back up, backtrack and every comeback is a walk to my crypt tonight

Kneel and pray, cause I need him today
Don't believe but I might surely say
"Dear God, please don't seal my fate"
Find a temple in the tempo
That session of confessional, I sounded like an addict
The only stumble is the testin' of my ill mental habits
I don't struggle with depression I'm a professional at it
Find a temple in the tempo

I mention a metronome where the bad thoughts can't go
Is an escape ample? You might relate to a sample, but that don't change what is fragile
Actually in reality, anxiety has me only focus on potential casualties
Like do they greet me as formality or as friends conversing casually
Cause unless I compromise string together words in rhythmic and lyrical prowess
Will people still hear at all? Or will the meaning be lost in process
I'm offset with mood offsprings from a parent that lacks transparency
Inner conflicts that cause shifts from apparent heresies
I am my own Pharisees, sporadic hypocrites spouting chaotic contradictions carelessly
A teetering amateur gymnast, balancing endlessly on a tightrope of the question: to be or not to be?

I Won't Be

Jhus

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