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: "Fingerprints" - Hiatus Kaiyote

Lyrics:

We get older, avoiding the elephant
Feel weak each week, take more forms of medicine
New year, hurt joints, turmeric for inflammation
Smoke the first joint, cannabis for inhibition
This condition, from under us we pull the rug
Inner denizens and demons with whom we rule amongst
We all labeled as sinners, good deeds made null defunct 
 Drank juice boxes, now Vodka and some punch
Loose toxins, you oughta pass another blunt
That feeling in the gut is more than just a crazy hunch
Been put into more boxes than even than the Brady Bunch
Identified fingerprints
An innocence that be lost ever since
In a sense we're animals for outcomes 
For income within this system, but how come?
When we first learned to lived without some

No need for treatment, just ibuprofen
Cause when things get heated, that's how I be coping
Just reactions, no solutions of preventive
As inaction quashes revolutions with a sedative
Paint a picture of a dream that's not ours
Like a legal weed shop that be guarded by cop cars
We heed the song of sirens, but still run toward false stars

I won't be alright
Unless I'm
Way up high

I can't sleep without the NyQuil, every lesson a new light bulb
Life be testing this insomnia stricken psycho
Workers building for the final, the bad and bougee over titles
Ride the wave or be washed up in higher tidals (titles)
Younger with a hunger to confront the elephant
Stronger than exploiters, give a dose of their own medicine
Turning all the hurt to agitated inflammation
Burn it down, usurp, better erase your inhibitions
Treatment for the sickness, better join or you'll be missing

Treatment

Jhus

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