Comfortable Ignorance: Part I

by Jack & Ignant

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10 out of 9 People Agree: Ignorance is Comfortable

Part I is the voice of a sophomoric jester discovering the world and mocking it. Side B features a cynical yet fearful loner with signs of hope. Disc 3 is an exciting alter universe with a voice both familiar and alien, dark yet hilarious. Wait you read this shit?

Inspired by and appropriated from every song Jack has even heard, especially Hip Hop's trap ballads.

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released December 31, 2015

Instrumentals by Ignant.
Songwriting, performance & engineering by Jack The Ripper of Co.Z
Executive Production by Jack Media Productions
I'm going to keep mastering these tracks until I put them on Spotify.

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Jack of Co.Z Los Angeles, California

Jack of Co.Z is the rapper half of the Co.Z duo, set loose to wreak havoc with words. Some of Jack of Co.Z's work is on original instrumentals, much is mixtape style rap. Mixtape rap is usually more offensive, but ideally more honest. Not suitable for those unprepared, but everyone else should enjoy freely. Jack also produces as CompanyZ and is half of Jack The Ripper & The Mad Psyentist. ... more

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Track Name: Ignant Anthem
Did you hear Jack's raps? They're so stupid
OMG totally, it's like he thinks he's Kanye West or that double chained guy or something
I know and like, he's like some rich college kid, like that's so ignorant, ya know?

Ignant on the beat, but who the fuck rapping, you don't know jack, crackah
Bitch I got tracks, head up to the cloud, and download that, crackah
No I don't trap but I got dub sacks in my back pack, crackah
But Jack Black doesn't do trap rap so I guess call me Jack Blacker

Matter'fact, that's whack I take it back like when rappers spat gay shit then say no homo
On snap, they do do that, I used to lie too but I don't no mo though
Cept when I hafta, kill me I'll be back next life don't believe in no yolo
Chillin here Buddha, God and Yoda, spitting fire like a Dragon mutherfucker I aint talking Komodo

Why you such a know it all, cause you kinda sounding ignant (ignant beats)
You don't know Jack, shit, we just bringing something different (uh huh)
Co.Z is the Company, we in this mutherfucker (yeah)
Beat's from Down Under, sounding Ignant Motherfucker (hanh)

Yo that stupid, he go dumb, yeah dat's ignant (hanh)
I gets crazy, you're just basic, and that different (uh ooohh)
Yo that stupid, he go dumb, yeah dat's ignant Hanh
You just basic, we gets crazy, we go ignant

Ok my flow go retarded, like really slow drool
I spit shit like I sharted, yo bitch thinks it's cool
All these lines are jokes, I went to an ivy league school
That's lines on lines of coke, plus some douche bags and tools

I smoke like I got firebombed, tryinga blow up like a nuke, honkey
You choke like deep throating nine dongs, I got lines that can make a bitch puke, honkey
I wrote this shit, it's my song, so what the fuck do you do, honkey
That's bullshit, that's assinine, you mash that up, that's poo from a donkey

Why you such a know it all, cause you kinda sounding ignant (ignant beats)
You don't know Jack, shit, we just bringing something different (uh huh)
Co.Z is the Company, we in this mutherfucker (yeah)
Beat's from Down Under, sounding Ignant Motherfucker (hanh)

Yo that stupid, he go dumb, yeah dat's ignant (hanh)
I gets crazy, you're just basic, and that different (uh ooohh)
Yo that stupid, he go dumb, yeah dat's ignant Hanh
You just basic, we gets crazy, we go ignant

That second verse was not good, and I don't give a fuck
Popular rap lyrics are like leeches: they suck
I fly on private planes too, and also wear armani
The richer these rappers get, the more they're like my mommy

I'm so over money, call me post modern
I'ma let these other bitches sucka dick up instead of me like Hillary Rodum
Can you explain string theory hoe? No? Then you don't know shit bitch
What's the point of life? Yo that easy, just live it

This ignorant and you're into it, but all you hear is my beat and flow
Lyrics go over your head, unless we repeat em slow
We repeat em slow, say something random like "dinner mint"
That means that I'm all finished eating this beat, and if you don't understand that's ignorant

Why you such a know it all, cause you kinda sounding ignant (ignant beats)
You don't know Jack, shit, we just bringing something different (uh huh)
Co.Z is the Company, we in this mutherfucker (yeah)
Beat's from Down Under, sounding Ignant Motherfucker (hanh)

Yo that stupid, he go dumb, yeah dat's ignant (hanh)
I gets crazy, you're just basic, and that different (uh ooohh)
Yo that stupid, he go dumb, yeah dat's ignant Hanh
You just basic, we gets crazy, we go ignant
Track Name: You Do Drugs Too
Yeah you know I got some weed in the blunt

I ain't trying hide it, I ain't meaning to front
But I see you do some drugs too
But it's cool, crackahs called 'em legal, nah, fuck you

Yeah you know I got some weed in the blunt

I ain't trying hide it, I ain't meaning to front
But I see you do some drugs too
What's true? Bureaucracy hypocrisy and fuck you

Way back in the nineties, when I was just a kid
They gave my ass some sugar, LORD NO I swear they did
Since then I been addicted, I can't get that habit off me
At least I never did do the hard shit, you know, coffee

My gateway way drugs included Gummy Bears and toffee
Bean addiction got this bitches finding quite awfully
Now they can't get up without a cup o joe, uh uh oh
Sell that shit to kids on every corner like, fuck it though

Cigarettes are legal and you fuckers know that buzz is whack
Alcohol is killing people while you hear this fucking track
It's poison and did you know the withdrawal can kill you
Plus you're not a better driver drunk, let's be real dude

The government and older generations like to lie
Cause they don't know shit, and never stop to ask why
It's fine to get high on your fake pills, but I can't
From this sublimated T H C vapor from a plant? that's stupid

You know I got some weed in the blunt

I ain't trying hide it, I ain't meaning to front
But I see you do some drugs too
But it's cool, crackahs called 'em legal, nah, fuck you

Yeah you know I got some weed in the blunt

I ain't trying hide it, I ain't meaning to front
But I see you do some drugs too
What's true? Bureaucracy hypocrisy and fuck you

Never drive drunk, I quit cigarettes
At an ivy league college, maybe grad school next
Faithful to girlfriend, my life is going fine
And I smoke pot every day, at least three times DAMN

As if it was proscribed, but shit my dealers black UHOH
With some units on the low, and the cops on his back YOU KNOW
He's in college too, but it's all part of the trap
Pharmacists are just dealers with degrees, that's a fact TRU

And they probably did adrenal to pass, now their wired TRU
Got these doctors prescribing themselves pills, getting high-red TRU
FDA approved but the FDA are liars
They aren't scientists, they're lobbyists between sellers and buyer YOU

Dealers and junkies, doctors and us
They market hard drugs, why does pot cause a fuss?
Ignant on the beat, this is Jack, you don't know me
I'm here to stick around, so Get Co.Z, and go and light it up

You know I got some weed in the blunt

I ain't trying hide it, I ain't meaning to front
But I see you do some drugs too
But it's cool, crackahs called 'em legal, nah, fuck you

Yeah you know I got some weed in the blunt

I ain't trying hide it, I ain't meaning to front
But I see you do some drugs too
What's true? Bureaucracy hypocrisy and fuck you
Track Name: Daisies (featuring Ill Chill & NDGO)
Push up, push up, push up, daisies
Dealing with some bullshit lately
All pain no gain it's crazy
Make me wanna push up daisies

Push up, daisies
Dealing with some bullshit lately
All pain no gain it's crazy
Make me wanna push up daisies

That fear, that anger
That guilt, regret
I hear it all on air waves
It's spillin all on the net

We caught up in it gone viral
Double helix downward spiral
The media say governments our mutherfucking rival
I'm downloading drones at home for my survival

I hook em to hive mind they go tribal
Spread em everywhere gideon's Bible
Our minds aint got shit on that sky net
You wonder who's flying it? Nah, we muhfucking ghost riding em

It's like we IM them bombs, we AI them
Fuck an away message hit the building they hiding in
The NSA didn't see the children inside it
But they ain't go to prison cause the robots did the crime eh?

Just push ENTER

Push up, push up, push up, daisies
Dealing with some bullshit lately
All pain no gain it's crazy
Make me wanna push up daisies

Push up, daisies
Dealing with some bullshit lately
All pain no gain it's crazy
Make me wanna push up daisies

my life is lookin like a wristwatch watch
niggas cookin but we need a dish wash wash
cause my sis watch watch what the kids watch watch
and what the kids want is that mids cough *cough*
Uh. they ain't even on to that purp shit hanh
they don't work so they not worth shit tweak bitch
some women wanna tweak it
and they don't know the laws but I'm Murphy
hurts when the perks all left in the nursery
pray to the stars but they give no mercy
fuck me trust who when I can't smoke plants
trust who only one motive stands
get money, get money, don't fuck with mine
cause the money only came on account of the grind
I was looking for a meaning, all I found was crime
the sidelines unwind when you open your mind
so fuck everything, eat an 8th of shrooms hanh
and get back to me when ya meet the maker dude hanh
and recreate the Jews to redebate the Christians, hanh
throw them back to back til it's nonexistent uh
Yo. this life is crazy
got me sitting here hating, waiting
didn't really want to put it plainly
but lately got me bout to push up daisies
Track Name: Cow Patty Talk (featuring Licki Ucroj)
I ain't never told no lie, oh wait, that's one
These rappers aint real, they're lights cameras and action
These fake rappers say words, sprayin em like a full clip
Talkin that cow patty talk, huh? Bullshit

Talkin that cow patty talk, huh? Bullshit
Talkin that cow patty talk, huh? Bullshit
Talkin that cow patty talk, huh? Bullshit
Talkin that cow patty talk, huh? Bullshit

That rapper got a lot of money, but he'll be in debt soon
They rented that shit for the video shoot, the coupe, and the chick next to him
This rapper said he'd shoot me, bitch I just might test you
Run up on me with ya boy, followed by the media and the press too

Paparrazi take shots, while he's doing at the bar
That fat rapper sells drugs, he's a criminal at large
But it's all a mirage, they took the truth and blew it up
The tell em what the label says to tell em, true enough, right? bullshit

i eat beats on beats on beats, wit a side of industry beef
that #1 rapper's green ain't prime meat; sheeyit, not an ounce of protein
press release say you milkin mansions: why it look like cottage cheese?
i swallow warm fat raps, spit that shit back iced cream

when i said "tweet me" and indiscreetly, did i not ask sweetly?
put briefly, Vnasty's White Girl Mob is beneath me
Kilo, Banks, and Kitty: Tumblr teens just dreamin
former queen Nicki? seems she's nothin left to teach me
i'm rap's savior calling bluff: Jesus, please receive me
Track Name: Indica (featuring Ill Chill)
Got the wax, get a dab of that
Got mo flora than a cabbage patch
Yo Illie, (what up Jack?)
Where's that baggie at?

Whatchu getting into bruh?
Indica...indica
Whatchu getting into bruh?
That Purple Indica
Usually hit sativa
But my body needs a breatha
So whatchu getting into bruh?
Indica...indica

Stomach feeling queazy
Someone pass the weed please
Prescribe tokes like a doctor
Take three of these
Then get back to me
After you get back to sleep
Feeling like Snorlax
Body like a massive heap
Of heavy cloud vapor
Sucking on a now or later
That's also what time it is
While im Chillin in the sun like an alligator
Valet parking validating
Say it's fine to leave it there
Natural sparking medicating
Blowin leaves in the air
-Illie, Co.Z

Blowin' Purple Stuff...
Indica
Blowin' Purple Stuff...
Whatchu getting into bruh?

Whatchu getting into bruh?
That Purple Indica
Whatchu getting into bruh?
Indica...indica

Lifted gifted since existence
as a Lil kid just inventing my imprint
higher education green medication
meditation for medical patients
skateboarding on spaceships
time never wasted when you savor
herbs with a great flavor tailored to cater
to lazy behavior, we putting work though
stoner saavy they don't all have sadly
ain't no mold in the baggy
we smoking gold cavitrees you can't find in the forest
exotic flowers no florists eeyore we gon need more
crangrape and ciroc, couch lock
time out , hit the grimace till the weed finished
when reaching for heights this high you don't see limits, keep winning

Blowin' Purple Stuff...
Indica
Blowin' Purple Stuff...
Whatchu getting into bruh?

Whatchu getting into bruh?
That Purple Indica
Whatchu getting into bruh?
Indica...indica

..................….I'm just saying
I ain't fucking stuck to my couch, I'm just staying
I forget what this is about....I'm just playing
Rolled it up, breathed it in, the blew it out, smoke spaying

I know whatchu saying

Grind up the purple, fire up the lighter
Box the apartment
Hot hot hot got what you want
That crop of the pot, cop it quick and spark it
Get retarded, all my problems slowing down
Blow purp till we Ignant, Ill Chill-in with some Co.Z soundz
Track Name: Chantin' (featuring Doze One)
I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (I'm chanting)
Drive around bumpin it like an anthem (an anthem)
What's a two step? Sounds like dancing
And I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (i'm chatting)

I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting

We go stupid in a trance, got bitches panting
What's a two step? Sounds like dancing
And I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (i'm chatting)

Rappers in trance, going stupid chanting
And I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (i'm chatting)
Rappers in trance, going stupid chanting
And I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (i'm chatting)

Who dat? who dat? Who dat do that new trap?
We got ignant on the beat, this ain't the 90s but I'm new Jack
Ooo dat, crackah flow like fluid who'd'a knew dat
Cause he's don't seem like a rapper, he's an ivy league student

True dat, crackah with too much brains for you to shoot at
And I don't care if you strapped bitch if you're rude I'm rube back
So where's fucking crew at... ya better suu wuu dat
Wanna go buck for buck muthafucka oh let do that

I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (I'm chanting)

Drive around bumpin it like an anthem (an anthem)
What's a two step? Sounds like dancing
And I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (i'm chatting)

I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting

We go stupid in a trance, got bitches panting
What's a two step? Sounds like dancing
And I ain't here to dance, bitch I'm chanting (i'm chatting)

I light my blunt, I flick my ash
I like my truth up front, and you can owe me the cash
We make the trunk go bump, we make the hats go trap
All I tell is the truth, all you get is the facts

I'm Co.Z, I'm flowzie
I rap rings around the Rosie
I'm with Doze One, the homie
Blow on pockets full posie

I'm Co.Z, I'm flowzie
I rap rings around the Rosie
I'm with Doze One, you know me
Blowin on pockets full posie (nohomosie)

Go Stupid
You're Stupid

Datz Ignant
Track Name: Like The Government (featuring Gripp)
You say you bout the bread, so they sell you dough and oven mits
But I don't want the money, I want power like the government
They got us terrified, and divided, and they're loving it
And all I hear is lies, it's inspired by the government

Fuck a jet, (fuck it) I'm trying to buy a politician (swag)
But I better turn a profit, making money off what you cook up in that white house kitchen (crack)
We got 1 percent of this nation, with close to most of it's wealth (true)
Somebody tell occupy wall street they don't give a fuck that you're camping out (who?)

Politicians gettin ((paid off)), on top of taking your taxes (rude)
Bombs over Bagdad, that's where all of your cash is (boom)
14trillion in debt? ...That ain't big pippin (nah)
Ever since World War Two, the western world, we been limping (awh)

You say you bout the bread, so they sell you dough and oven mits

But I don't want the money, i want power like the government
They got us terrified, and divided, and they're loving it
And all I hear is lies, it's inspired by the government

You say you bout the bread, so they sell you dough and oven mits

I don't want the money, I want power like the government
They got us terrorized, and divided, and they're loving it
And all I hear is lies, fuck the government shove it bitch

These Western nations are broken, drunk off they own damn potion (lies)
Sick off the medicine, don't eat enough lettuce, and our bullshit is murdering the ocean (why?)
We burnin through the ozone layer, not to mention the forests
Bureaucracy seemed fun at first, now look at how it's turning out for us

These politicians ignore us, we live in a plutocracy (hanh)
Hit up wikipedia and go look it up while I continue to rock this beat (yeah)
The power's in the hands of few, what's yo name, who you know, though
Citizens are fuel for big business, and as it grows we go up in smoke, so

You say you bout the bread, and they sell you dough and oven mits

But I don't want the money, i want power like the government
They got us terrified, and divided, and they're loving it
And all I hear is lies, it's inspired by the government

You say you bout the bread, so they sell you dough and oven mits

I don't want the money, i want power like the government
They got us terrified, and divided, and they're loving it
And all I hear is lies, fuck the government shove it bitch

The truth you know is corrupted, reworked, fucked with
They lie to you and make cash off it, loads on loads of buckets
I'm talking nine zeros, (gwap) 300 jay-z's (shit)
Big business government: fuck you and pay me (bitch)

Why should we help the poor, we just trying deal some oil
And why should we tax the rich? We supposed to be spoiled
America's Big Buisness, you know they blang-blangin (how?)
Cause democrats and republicans and their companies are gang banging (wow)

You say you bout the bread, so they sell you dough and oven mits

I don't want the money, i want power like the government
They got us terrified, and divided, and they're loving it
And all I hear is lies, fuck the government shove it bitch
Track Name: You Know It
And I only fuck dimes, cause it's rhyme
It ain't a crime to rhyme with the same line everytime

And you know it, know it, know it, know it
Bitch you know it, know it, know it, know it
Yeah I know it, know it, know it, know it
I'm poet so I flow it and show it so you know it

Like damn (damn) Damn (damn)
I know, I know, I know, I know

Bitch I'm higher than star in this muthafucker

Send a beat to jail, throw bars on this muthafucker
Flow a lot quicker than a barge in this muthafucker
Vocabulary get's large in the muthfucker

Cause I'm a know-it-all, and you know it
But I don't know why they say these rappers suck, cause they blow it
Then they "no-homo" it, try to take that shit back
If it's that easy, I'ma write a rap and spit a track

Like go go go it's your birthday
Psyche throw that pussy on a pole like it's a workday
Oh woah it's def'ly not thirsty
Nice birthplace, I don't mean where you were born at

How you say pussy in Kasaki, ask Borat
Is that even a real language? let's ignore that
She welcome me in, I lay her down like a door mat
Then use a poke flute to wake her up like snorelax

Uh, and know you she ain't a fat hoe
But that don't mean she only eats nothing, cause that's gross
And I only fuck dimes, cause it's rhyme
It ain't a crime to rhyme with the same line everytime

And you know it, know it, know it, know it
Bitch you know it, know it, know it, know it
Yeah I know it, know it, know it, know it
I'm poet so I flow it and show it so you know it

Like damn (damn) Damn (damn)
I know, I know, I know, I know
Track Name: Groupiez (featuring Zoë of Co.Z, Ill Chill, Tron & RobbyG)
Actin like you got big money, big bottles, big phone book
But you stay posting selfies from your home with that alone look

Where my groupies? Let’s take photos with some cuties
Till these jellie THOTs on insta got my follow count improving
Loosie sending photos to me, need an app to block the coochie
Girl I’ve had enough of selfies now I’m tryinga take some groupies

Where my groupies? Overflowing through the phone
Where my groupies? Crew just chilling here at home
Where my groupies? Come on over let’s get blown
Where my groupies? Don’t be showing up alone

Where my groupies?

I ain’t no groupie, I get followed by some groups though
Guys that think I’m cute and also jealous chicks like you hoe
You can’t sit with us, ain’t no posers in my crew yo
Cept when we pose for groupie selfies photos yeah you know

Yeah you know, it’s Co.Z, with Zoe
We ignant, we killin it, no homocide, word to police
Where my groupies? Facebook friends yeah you know me
Well kinda…if you my groupie then find a way to show me!
Track Name: Spicy Wit
Always on some feisty shit
Ratchet as the hypest bitch
But brighter than the lights and shit
Damn that's some spicy wit

Huh? Spicy wit
Comfortable with Ignorance
Coming to a tube near you
Bitch get into it

Hispanics, black ppl asians even whiteys
Uh oh I don't think dey like me
Oh oh oh I'm too spicy

….hanh?
Oh ain't dats some spicy shit
Crackahs aint gon like this shit
Damn thats some spicy wit

I know about racism, cause they call me whitey
I know about hip hop, cause I wear nikes
I know about the ghetto, cause of Jay-Z and Spike Lee
Yet still they don't like me, my wit's too spicy

My skins too light, see, and my education elevated
Even berkley students wanna be me, yeah they hella hate it
Know a couple black kids, met em in the elevator
Didn't even steal my shoes to try to go and sell them later

I'm here to say that being ignorant is bad as shit
But ignorance is relative defined by each establishment
The ivy league says "bad as shit" means wrong but they're ignoring
Alternative definitions from people they think are boring

It's all about buracy to keep the power locked away
Hip hops a way to the spread the truth but rappers got a lot to say
The industry is comfortable with ignorance in entertainment
As long as they make money when they play your hits and you ain't saying shit

Hanh? nuting
I'm just rappin nice as shit
Bringter than the lights and shit
Damn that's some spicy wit

Huh? Spicy wit
Comfortable with Ignorance
Coming to a tube near you
Bitch get into it

Hispanics, black ppl asians even whiteys
Uh oh I don't think dey like me
Oh oh oh I'm so spicy

….hanh?
Oh ain't dats some spicy shit
Crackahs aint gon like this shit
Damn thats some spicy wit