I loose control as I get older Remember half of what I told her Take a hit a trust, lust and love High on life, not just the drugs 27 It was snowing hard last night, you can sleep in Kush&SnowDay got me chilling till the weekend I'll be home late, cause I'll probably be freaking Like when Mary-jane me and vanna had a threesome Trying to get some change in this world so I be some Kush&SnowDay, do nothing without reason I was snowing late last night, baby sleep in Like when Mary-Jane me and vanna had a threesome 54 Oooookay did you really hit it though? ooooo, hey doubting me is pitiful I never play, I got nothing to hide I'm just, living true, rolling along with the ride I do me, you do you, let's try not collide I'm not making a rule, I'm just tryinga imply Maybe you're problem with I, is a problem with yo damn self You don't know you're boundaries, I know mine but no I can't help You gotta decide, what to do and what to not be Why you busy judging others when it's yourself that you do not see I'm guilty too, and yeah I know I kill these hot beats But at times I am not me, I'm in a play, I wanna press stop, please Instead I smoke a lot of weed, so they wanna go and lock up me They make pot the gateway drug by saying that's in not clean But sugar's a drug too, they sell that a lot to me And Pharmacists are like drug dealers that won the lottery That's bureaucracy, in front of hypocrisy Thats just the ways of the west, blame Socrates Who this cracka? Jack, you don't know me If you don't get high, get Co.Z Except on a snow day...except on a snow day 2:30 Maryjuanna ain't a drug, it's nourishment The pills that you pop tell lies, I'm sure of it If not, it's the crackahs serving They should do time for dealing, they're deserving it The ad for the drug, I don't believe a word of it Except for the side effects they say occur with it The junkies that I know first did OCs You think the got that from a dealer, please They got it from their moms, who got it from a doctor Hosewife stress but no she was not hurt Shoulda smoked pot, now your kids shoots up Stealing money from you for that new stuff And they selling that adrenal you put em on Cause the test bored him and it took him long Now his baselines fucked cause of drugs He's a better business man up with a buzz 2:51 And successful CEOs Love to put coke in they nose The upper class doesn't do drugs That's a lie, I would know Benzometholecgonine, that's cocaine A reuptake inhibitor affects your brain Seritonin dope and noropinephrine A momentary rapid pace of thought is what you're left with But it's lame and that shit wears off And it's cut with crap, and it has a high cost 60 bucks get's you wired for a minute Or you can smoke a blunt, with a whole 1/8th in it Then the crackahs made it crack for the blacks And it sells like an Eminem Rhianna track Instead of that I tried coke on pot Kush & Snow Day, choke a lot The smoke is hot, but the buzz is all right Chillin but awake but not up all not I got to try it, so I know the truth Instead of living in fear of it, and wanting it too 3:25 You make it illegal, it attracts the youth We specifically strive to be different than you So you say pot's bad, we think it's the best And we clump it with opium, heroin and meth Those drugs are bad, but how could we know Speed is illegal just like hydro Smoking that is fine, so I guess I'll smoke speed How much worse than coke could it be? MDMA LSD and DMT Can open your mind, set you mentally free But only if we use carefully So I only do it with people who care for me PCP and XTC are dirty drugs Sex on speed, or a murder buzz Cut with poison packed up, and overpriced Ripped bitches off going clubbing every night Rots your brian, just like pot? Your friend confirms that, but I do not Cause we're all not exactly the same But you choose what I can and can't do with my brain By the way, the FDA Aren't even doctors anyway They get paid to say red meats good Cause they do what's profitable, not what they should 4:07 Like dat rock in the hood They move pills a CVS Drugs for joy, focus, sex All with lethal side effects This is Zoë of Co.Z, welcome to Kush&SnowDay If you're anything like me you probably don't really know what a mixtape is. That's okay a lot of people don't know I think it mean's it's free, and sound too much sound like Little Wayne But what you should know is we're Co.Z, CompanyZ And our new albums videos and shows are coming soon So listen closely, laugh mostly and last but not least get Co.Z

I don't hear the compliments, I'm cocky but lack confidence They tell me that's I'm on my shit, but they don't really follow it They play me once then switch it back to DubStep wobble shit And mainstream mashups with the flows filtered like bobbles bitch Me I stay on top it, the lyrics never counterfeit I write em, record em, mix em, on my own you count on this But they don't understand the words unless I rap along to it Rap is mindless chant these days but I'm on to it Fuck that bullshit, I don't want none of it Who a bitch? You a bitch. Also you the son of it There I go, on some "fuck you, like me" shit Cause I think you're too stupid to hear the truth and believe in it Oh don't do it, you used to be the truest Now it's about the fame before the message of the music Ya either rich untrue and arrogant or poor and modest But I'm balling out and just trying to be honest, they don't want it I know... I'm so rich, acting like I know shit No shit crackah, you don't know shit, then I tell I Know But I'm trying learn the truth, spit it in the booth Mix it up and send it out to all of you until it's something we know We know Money isn't everything, but it's on my side Maybe I should use it to defeat injustice Who the fuck am I? Can I be the first who's tried Spread the truth but there nothing to do so fuck this If we can't fix the world I'm over you The end of every ism overdue Awareness is the key to know the truth But why we gotta do all it, mutherfucka aint this just about rap to all of...you Drake expressing all his fucking feelings While trap rappers auto-snitch about all of their dealings I'm trying rap so we can stop the hate and rape and killing But it's just me myself my lyrics and my mommy's millions And you probably though my daddy made that But she put herself through college and into a maybach And she raised me to get knowledge and question the fake crap But I'm too ivy and white and rich, so they don't ever really wanna play my disc and I know... I'm so rich, acting like I know shit No shit crackah, you don't know shit, but that's something I know But I'm trying learn the truth, spit it in the booth Mix it up and send it out to all of you until it's something we know We know Money isn't everything, but it's on my side I wanna share the happiness 'till no ones left to cry

Can get enough (Cause I'm awesome) 0:13 Pretty fly for a white guy And I ain't been this high since I was 14 So I apologise if I say Stupid shit about my cash money fame dreams Like whats up with this hip hop More shit for crackahs to be jacking from the blacks And when will all this shit stop Fuck stopping it, I'm trying get racks on racks on racks Went and got a mic to put Jack on track, you could say I'm on one Hundreds of em, I'm on a roll, every other day I'm getting a song done If I ain't on what your playing, it's the wrong one A mainstream rap gig seems fun, I want one No cash from record labels though because I'm on none But my mommy got miles of money, long funds Name a rapper like me, cause I haven't never known none Take Care or you might be the one I take the throne from (watch it) I don't care about the money, or the system that I'm from I'ma write until you hear me, and I'll rap until I'm done Now I'm on the fucking rise, still I've yet to have begun Kush&Snow and bass and treble, take you to a higher level Bitch I'm on one On some higher level mixtape shit On a roll, mind on my chick, haters on my dick This a higher level mixtape disc On point, on my shit, on a fucking power trip GET Co.Z Kush&Snow in a broken dutch, it brings you down or it lifts you up Depending on how you hit that shit, change to be made and I'ma get that shit Cause I want some, damn wouldn't that be awesome 1:42 I'm on my own in my head, on some pain meds Everybodys on drugs, I blame the feds They create the black market through monopolies America's a gang cartel oligopoly Stop me please, I'm on a rampage, with the media I don't believe in Fox, I just read some Wikipedia Write a bit, like these lyrics that I'm force feeding ya If you were saying shit as thick as this I'd be repeating ya Nothing is original, but every things unique Know your influences in order to move forward to peace Of inner mind and body, by awareness in the soul I'm on the Journey of Life, and we're all outta control So stay on the grind, stay on top of facts Never on a slut cause my girl she stay on top of Jack Thus I stay on top my shit, build my future from my past You want honesty always? Yeah, I'm on that I don't care about the money, or the system that I'm from I'ma write until you hear me, and I'll rap until I'm done Now I'm on the fucking rise, still I've yet to have begun Kush&Snow and bass and treble, take you to a higher level Bitch I'm on one On some higher level mixtape shit On a roll, mind on my chick, haters on my dick This a higher level mixtape disc On point, on my shit, on a fucking power trip GET Co.Z Kush&Snow in a broken dutch, it brings you down or it lifts you up Depending on how you hit that shit, change to be made and I'ma get that shit Cause I want some, damn wouldn't that be awesome 3:12 4:05 I don't care about the money, fuck the system that I'm from I'ma write until you hear me, and I'll rap until I'm done Now I'm on the fucking rise, still I've yet to have begun Kush&Snow and bass and treble, take you to a higher level Bitch I'm on one On some higher level mixtape shit On a roll, mind on my chick, haters on my dick This a higher level mixtape disc On point, on my shit, on a fucking power trip GET Co.Z Kush&Snow in a broken dutch, it brings you down or it lifts you up Depending on how you hit that shit, change to be made and I'ma get that shit Cause I want some, damn wouldn't that be awesome Co.Z GlassEyeballs

Jack Ripper, hop on a track quicker Jack a rap flow, make satire sounds slicker As if I'm that liquor, Jack can make feel sicker But maybe theres depth to this mixtape, my shit thicker Well go figure, these rappers they say fuck a lot They rap about how cool they are and how the haters suck a lot Suck what? Prolly fucking cock Dammit, there I go again, I'm addicted, can't fucking stop Knowing me I'll brag then I'll rap about pot soon Rhyme scheme on lean with a flow like a monsoon Bitch I'm awesooom, did he mean awesome If he get's too creative with his voice it'll costume Get it? my words are a wardrobe Rapper are actors, so we can do the lines fast, or slow What the song about? drugs, cash or hoes Is that a Trap Beat by Lex Luger, I'll take four of those A verse from Tunechi, a feature from Rihanna Start my own label, try to sign me I don't wanna I'd rather pull a Kurt and find Nirvanna, cause they're phoney I parody these companies and do it better, Co.Z I am just a parody, but you all are scared of me You should be prepared to see, C O dot Z Yeah you don't know Jack, he don't know ether Even if I worked with Nicki I would never meet her I would greet her, as CompanyZ's leader But both of us put up some shows as if we're in the theatre Sometimes we act hard, punchlines get you beat up Saying fuck these bitches like the dogs of breeder You haters suck a lot, I feel bad, take a breather You think I'm trying to be like all these rappers? I believe ya What? Switch it up go fast Got a crackah bitch saying "did you hear that?" What are these lyrics? they aren't clear Jack Are they about coke? Nope they're about crack That shit these rappers selling I mix and fux with that I guess that makes me a felon Bitch it's just some raps I parody rap marketing tactics and expose these You're company is YMCBM? Well mine is Co.Z I am just a parody, but you all are scared of me You should be prepared to see, C O dot Z Me, I'm like Weezy or Yeezy cause I'm a douche Slash genius slash beast on any beat in any booth Slash running everything without running it by you With more songs and albums than you'll ever get to do Zoë she's that singer type, a little coo coo She drives the happy pretty poppy stuff the Co.Z duo do That Katy Perry/Gaga shit but obviously better Cause the former's washed out, and the latters getting wetter Gripp he's Jay-Z, with the voice of God With an actual degree good for an actual job glassEyeballs LLC, like a parent company With ASCAPs and lawyers incase you trying funk with me Doze is like that Wiz kid, not cause of the pot But cuz he loves adolescence chayin or chilling a lot Jack is SlimShady, too raw for Marshall Mathers The type to slit his wrist with smack needles cause it don't matter Licki she dat Nicki bitch, crazy, with some MPD Multiple Personality Disorder and they're all friends with me We don't do it though, I think she likes the bitches But it's not just to appeal to certain demographic niches I am just a parody, but you all are scared of me You should be prepared to see, C O dot Z

Y'all don't know Jack, and y'all don't get it do you? But you think you got the deal as if I said it to you Got a problem with me let a crackah know, bitch Spit it out like you're bulimic and I fed it to ya Real crackah all day and tomorrow But Mommy paid for everything, I guess it's all borrowed… Fuck the money honey, cause it might just buy you sorrow I buy happiness with knowledge, and don't expect you to follow I repeat I repeat I repeat You don't know jack shit, you don't know me You follow me on twitter, and I know you see the tweets If reality is instrumental, you don't catch the beat What? Should I slow it down and let a hater know shit No bitch, I'm all over this kush and snow flow shit "Holy moley do you really smoke this?" Burn through grass like a fire breathing locust Roast it, toasting bread seems like boasting Fuck the dough, I care about the mixtape you're hosting Co.Z the company, see oh dot zee dude I'm comfortable, don't fuck with me, cause I don't wanna be rude AWWWW you should let a rapper know If you want me spitting on a track or opening a show But I'ma have to go and let the haters know that If you think you know jack, fuckin let a cracka know wassup Think you know Jack, trying get a smack? Let a crackah know, that's the motto bitch, LACK Tell em mmm whatcha say whatcha say whatcha say Like the bitch on OC the truth'll blow you're ass away I said mmm whatcha say, whatcha say, whatcha say Mikey Breeze in the place here to let a cracka know wassup Tryinga get shanked? Bitch u betta plank Is that racist? Let a blackperson know, LANK Tell em mmm whatcha say whatcha say whatcha say Like Jason Derulo I'll be a star one day I said mmm whatcha say, whatcha say, whatcha say Get Co.Z in the place here to let a black person know wassup Got the flow on go, got the kush and the snow Did you hear the words though yo Let a crackah know

Jack The Fucking Ripper, hide your little sister Cuff her ears, close her eyes, don't let her play with listeners You call your songs joints, mines a blunt, lemme twist her I don't just fuck a beat, I split and lick and stick and fist her Flick a bic and light her up at night as if she vegas What happpen's in her stays in her, deeper than a grave is Just like how the water runs, flow is so amazing Tripple entandres, and meanwhile I'm blazing I'm way above y'all, on another plane kid Gotta eat my vegetables and all these haters brain dead Flyer than a G6, pontiac and gulf stream Flowing like petroleum and you can't get the gulf clean You think I'm phony homie phone me or approach me Representing Co.Z, you can tweet, post or poke me Pause, no hoes please, rolling up a oz Folding paper planes, toking blunts and getting blown see I smoke a lot a weed, eat it breakfast dinner lunch Buy the six foot seven foot or eight foot bunch No problem with no homos and I'll give a hobo bones pause But I hate a haters hate and you don't get a bone dawg Not even a phone call, I'm the one whose got it locked Heard your girl only moans when I'm the one whose got it cocked Got it dropped made it pop, hotter than a stove top If rapping is your vehicle than Jack would be your road block And I'ma jack it, whip whip it to the chop shop Strip her tip her flip her then I floor her when her top drop She call me hot cock, but I'm not a warm rooster I turbocharge intercool and boost her Now to the business, my Company is Co.Z A hip hop collaborative made up of me and Zoe I do the beats and rip a flow, she sing and rap too We'd sell to little crackah bitches more than black dudes Ivy league mixtape rapper, get my raps screwwed By my damn self, you lack the logic where's ya app dude I got the protools, to build some mixtapes I always flow true, you only spit fake And this is practice for Jack, I got phat raps So I exercise them, and then they lap tracks A white bronco runaway no OJ And i coulda spit it real fast but i figured would you follow me? no way Co.Z, Kush and Snow Day, and such...

Jack The Ripper Striptease, baby lemme get a peak bitch Bend it over, lemme see victorias secret God damn, oh that's where you keep it You should see this, she just showed me victoria secrets [Ay (yo) Ay] These hoes call me Jack (uh) More swag than ya ordinary crack (uh) Make her moan when I hit from the back (uh) Plow it like a tractor, got cozy, then jacked her You see any ESPN cameras? I ain't no balla bitch But I made so money selling weed this week, and I'm spending all of it I know you ain't a female dog, but I'ma call you it You got me felling all turned on and neanderthalish bitch I don't go to strip clubs, I go to college Found a girl with a lot more talent than just knowledge Only wears lingerie, like it's Nevada up in august Soon the panties'll be abolished and whats left'll be demolished Now she taking it off, and she making it hot Like she baked it with chilly peppers But she cold as a frozen polar bears toes And a peguin's pecker Mix that up with a lava flow and shake it a lot and you break the record Now I got her butt naked 1 min 21 seconds Striptease, baby lemme get a peak bitch Bend it over, lemme see victorias secret God damn, oh that's where you keep it One bad bitch with victoria secrets Ay yo Ay, lemme get a peak bitch Bend it over, lemme see victorias secret God damn, oh that's where you keep it One bad bitch with victoria secrets G strings, b cups, c cups, v strings Throw it on the ground bitch, bounce on these things Ya all dressed up, like she says she trying have a ball I got two of those bitch you can have em all One big room, full of mad bras One bad bitch, trying 'em on all on One big rooster leave a pussy raw Best i ever had, so far gone Ooops, wrong song, but y'all know What's the secret bitch, watchu stallion for She make me go stupid, off the honor roll Zhen bei hao le ma? Bitch vamanos Time to go, fuck the clothes, drop it low, time to play Make me say, that shit that shit that shit cray I'll admit, that shit cray but is it insane as this? That's some dick, ain't it bitch Ay yo Ay, lemme get a peak bitch Bend it over, lemme see victorias secret God damn, oh that's where you keep it One bad bitch with victoria secrets

Ripper what? Gripp who? Gripp what? Ripper who? Spit that flow this be Zoe Here to remind you mutherfuckers get Co.Z Mutherfuckers wanna ack crazy? Hit ya with numerous tracks till you play me Jacks so amazing, like Yeezy and Jeezy, the tracks stay blazed I don't need you to believe me, your girls stays crazed Now you're craving to be me, I leave em in a daze Haters try to follow, copy me, I leave em in a maze Now we see there ain't no stopping me, cause I don't even pause And if you think you're ever toping me, I leave you needing gauze It's Co.Z Hatters falling down with pockets full of posies as they rang around the rosie You don't know me Jack, I be at you back, round ya neck now pray to me like a roseries Tell the homies Attack ya with a flow, and if you think you'd spit it better bitch show me Or blow me But that was just a rhyme, I got a dime, I don't need your fucking dome, b You're phony Like anybody ever trying claim to me their shits holy I deserve a Tony Swagger stay means and my humours got timing like a Rolly Hot like Zoë Yeah we trying sign, but I ain't gunna let you bitches own me I said Co.Z ....what.... C O Dot Z I studied Andre for quite a bit of time My favourite thing I learned: how to fuck and how to rhyme Rap and sex, ladies see me flow Show my tongues fast, now they want the love below But I ain't going down like the temp of the globe Unless you be a girl that I start to get to know And that's ain't guaranteed, cause I'm trying to get up in it Ready, set, and you'll be wet enough to hit it in a minute I suggest crackers go invest in the best pair of headphones, ebay bid it Like AKG K701s or if in a whip get that system kitted Co.Z hit it, shit'll make you shiver in spine from your sole to your mutherfucking fitted And I ain't gunna say that we the best, wait, yeah, we the best Got these hoes "no he didn't" yeah I spit it Gripp what? Do you think you can fuck we? Ripper who? C O dot Z,  G-R-I double-P Got beef with the haters so I'm eating ya Ground the meat, get it cleaved, now i'm beating ya Cause the slow flows hits ya too And the rhyme scheme shits on you Got shit to do, so I'm passing the mic And he's tight, so you don't wanna ask for a fight Alright, I came into the business with Gripp Now we ripping it, finish this shit 

Fuck everything Fuck everybody, and fuck everything Fuck this beat, fuck this mixtape Fuck adlibs, because that shits fake Fuck New York, fuck Cali, fuck this state Fuck your accomplishments, and fuck your mistakes Fuck ya mother, what? Ya daddy did Mutherfucker met you and now he's mad he did Fuck offspring, bet he wish he never had a kid Fuck it, solve the problem with some semi automatic shit Fuck it though, if I don't know you, I won't miss you Fuck your friends for being all sad, and fuck their tissues Lifes a bitch dude, what the fuck did you expect Everything is suffering, and nobody is due respect So if you get it, fuck it You're opinion is irrelevant I'm thinking nothing of it And you can't tell me otherwise, sucker, so shove it There's a "fuck it" mentality, we'll never get above it Fuck everybody and you, fuck what you say, I ain't trying to understand you Fuck you loser, you could never win When I'm on that "fuck everybody fuck every thing" Fuck everybody and you, I ain't given up on life yet, but I plan too Fuck you loser, we could never win When we're on that "fuck everybody fuck every thing" 1;30 Fuck everybody like a bisexual bitch Fuck your shoes, walk a mile in mine, and then step to this Fuck class, fuck race, but we aren't the same You are what you've done and can do, fuck your last name Fuck yo raps mane, unless you mixed it too I only play Jack mix tapes, I don't listen to you The lyrics, recording, mixing, and album art, thats me I dropped two tapes, what the fuck you do last week Fuck that, this and the other Got a daughter? I could fuck that bitch and her mother But fuck fucking though, I'd rather make her think I love her When she likes my shit and Facebook, I'll move on to another But really though, fuck hating stuff The world is based on facts that you crackahs mostly made up Every new moment in life is a place we've never been A lot of it is fucking painful, but love everything Psyche, Fuck everybody and you, fuck what you say, I ain't trying to understand you Fuck you loser, you could never win When I'm on that fuck everybody fuck everything Fuck everybody and you, I ain't given up on life yet, but I plan too Fuck you loser, we could never win When we're on that "fuck everybody fuck everything"

Hi I'm Jack and I'm addicted to rap, HI JACK And I don't taste like applejacks, why jack You can call me Audio Jack, my tracks are crack rock Feeling pretty high, like I hit the Jack Pot I just smoked a lot, this might be some Weezy shit Ivy league cracka jack rapping, they don't believe in it Jack rabbit hip hopping never rap soft Jackin for beats, then I flow cold as mutherfucking Jack frost I come hard, jack hammer, haters jack me off Ejaculating on you bitches, wipe that off I'm too cold, get a jacket before the frost bites I'm a Jack of All Trades and the source owes me lots of mics This my Jack the Ripper accent, I'm european Jack B Nimble, rap around the track like a race car, per diem Every single day, Jack Sprat eats no beef, only rappers Take a shot of Jack, I leave your heard spinning till it ends up feeling like its backwards Drop ya in the backwoods, like I drop Jack hearer in a split blunt gutted Fuck propper grammar, I'ma fittinga take my jackknife and leave all you muthafucking kids cutted Like that dude on the moon, jack up my tunes, I'm be burning day and nite Jack your whip so I can give it back and say that shit just isn't nice I got a G55 galandenwagen with a big jacked up price But I didn't buy it and I didn't build it, so you should only praise me for what jack writes And yeah jack nice with the pen while these other mutherfuckers something more like jack cheese Monterey, fuck these bitches, fuck these jackass donkies Honkey please, bitches light up like a Jack-o-lantern wherever jack walk But I'm deep in my dime ass girlfriend, I guess you can call me jack in the box Flow like the pale of water I sent that bitch to go get up the hill They said "what bitch do you mean JacK?" Idk, my bff jill? I'm hungry jack, eating beats 10 a week and still I'm never done I admit I get my change from my mommy, call me Jack Nickel son Here's Johnny, by the way did you know that's my real name Changed it years ago, too many johns in second grade Too many Johns pay for sex, come on man, stop Too many record labels should want my John Hancock 1:46 Lumber Jack John's wood's longer than John silver's Flush these rappers down the John, Jack shit's realer Flow like John the Baptist, drip it on your children Flow so holy, call me Pope John the million Air I'm just trying jack a billion From record labels crackahs, to give it to black children Kush & Snow Day, I mixed the tunes and wrote the raps But you're unacquainted with John, and you don't know Jack Get Co.Z, This is Kush and snow day Trees and some cocaine, and that treble bass...sound Got Co.Z, ring around the rosie Pocket full of poise, we all fall down Get Co.Z, This is Kush and snow day Trees and some cocaine, and that treble bass...sound