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

Featuring MCL! Check out their SoundCloud here: https://soundcloud.com/mc_l

Song Sampled: "Way Up High" - Peter CottonTale

Lyrics:

Wasn't ready for a steady flow
More tasty than Mama's spaghetti though
But pass the pasta please, not semantic apostasies
No show and tell segments for show and sell tenets
Never sold mix or tickets
Overshadowed more so than Taylor Bennett
No Chance, no blessings
I was livid, I meant it
No plans, no resting
Credit limit, I've spent it
Harder than expected
Can't pay the bills with magic
I've been smellier than cat piss
And hungrier than even Katniss
Yeah the lowest of the low, but it's just fine I suppose
In trying times, we must all find our central compass rose
A stormy sea approaches
Split that shit like Moses
Jedi push it to the side because I'm the one who the force with
For the broken and the beaten, for the protests and the rallies
Eyes open all my heathens from Portland and back in Cali
We may not yet have freedom till we reach that point at last 
But to that hopeful future, I say let's raise a glass

My eyes open I'm loathing taking a single breath
My magnum opus is hoping one day there'll be no stress
Or do I jest it's all just platitudes to gestures
Practice gratitude to measure, this won't last forever
This too shall pass, those are famous last words
Teacher told me you won't pass
That got me anus ass scared
I could only hear my blessings counting these curses
I tend to feel the stressing between shouting my verses
A whole reflection of the person, often nervous in churches
Every time I greet God he just ask me where my hearse is
I was searching for my calling and I found it hanging up
It's like the world is ending and I couldn't find a fuck
I'm out of touch, or was it out of order
I oughta add a quarter, yeah but maybe kinda sorta
Think I'm borderline confused, I choose to lose the ruse
But I think I'll be just fine long as I'm rapping next to Jhus

Just Fine (feat. MCL)

Jhus

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