[I used to be the big bang Back in the beginning Before religion, science, time, love and pain Before loosing and winning] Oh sorry, I didn't see you there Welcome, I made this tape for DJ.Be and me Bit and pieces, here and there, for like three years I did the words, he did the beats Now he didn't know I would make this Makes sense, because I didn't know either And I don't know if you'll hate this But I think I truly care, for some reason Take a breather, for a second let's just cut the lies I'm trying get my music restructurized I do mixtapes, make beats, customized Sometimes I'll go and flip my mode when I busta rhyme Jack the Ripper, no relation to that other guy I'm a lover, Jack of Co.Z, never crushed a fly I lied, I have, and yo I'm sorry for aggression I was wrong now I'm searching for an outlet for confession And they say...you'll find it down the rabbit hole But don't be late for the date Just dig deep down You'll found it down the rabbit hole It's you're fate to be great Awake from sleep now Everything is relative At least for me, maybe not for you I could be wrong, or I could be right Words are more than often too crude Ok let me slow it down Ok you can go now

This is how it starts, with the beat on repeat My fingers on a keyboard / my pencil on a sheet And me trying to be the best performer I could be While simultaneously delivering what I need To be saying, sometime it's just me playing Sexy chick laying, wack rapper slaying Back packer betraying, claiming I'm the man But that's just an act to turn listeners to fans It doesn't work though, just for a minute She said I needed therapy, so I went I did it The therapist explained she had treating like a bitch I changed just to fit, then I didn't get shit Nah, I wouldn't hear it, I still don't really All these other bitches trying to convince me I'm silly Friends there for me, while she's just in the city She said we'd talk all the time but we're too busy I don't need the pity, you shoulda just dumped me You had convinced me that you needed something from me All about control, you're life a compositing Which now I didn't fit in 'cause you changed the description I thought it was real, of course now I doubt Took years to get in, in a week, I was out I just wish you'd be honest, treat me like you knew me You called me just a friend from high school to introduce me? Fine, if you're wondering, it's been enough time I thought that I would die, I didn't even cry I threw in some rhymes; if you ever heard the song I bet you'd criticize from high ground how I'm wrong Now Dad wants to visit – maybe you shouldn'ta left, huh? Too stressed to text ya, go and find a step son Like you went and found a new girl As my eyes open up wide they reveal a new world: Parents are people, lovers turn to strangers Chemistry and physics fuck around and rearrange ya So nobody's wrong, and nobody's right And nobody owes you anything tonight And that sounds depressing, but love still exists It could but doesn't fit like a glove to my fist I should just let it in but I'm clenching, won't let go Say only a maniac would take this, clepto- Dish it like pastry, but bake this, with pepto 'Cause you know that it's gunna get you sick like kissing strep throat Dead to me, I'd be feelin'ya if I was necro- I listen for I love you but can't find an echo I listen I listen I listen But can't find an echo I listen I listen (I love you) I let go

It's Monday May 2nd, and I want to make a song And we know that I'ma wreck it, but we do mean I'll do it wrong? See every single record is full of inflections, some of them a pause... I'm playing with clauses, and they don't want to hear it, and I wish I had a cause All my pain feels fake 'cause my life is so great and I could never know the truth Or at least that's what they say, but I really think it's relative, how about you? You should analyze his motives locate citations and cross check facts They reply "I didn't catch that line" and then they ask "why rap?" Little girls think I'm good at, and all the politicians and news reporters are crap Plus I like to joke around, I think it's good to laugh, I'm a jester full of facts See I'm going slow right now, but in my head my brain is sparking fast The truth of the matter is the world is an act and I want to join the cast So I put it on blast in a mutherfucking Rap drumline like a smack to the back And the "F U C K" is making sure you hear Jack Catching flack for the swears, but it makes 'em play the track And I tell 'em 'bout coke instead of lying 'bout crack Try to keep em off that. I rap to teach and learn Drug trial and error, I crash and I burn It's not for the chrome or the cash that I yearn There's money all around me, the love is what I've earned I only own my soul, because I can't explain it I use and abuse and amuse and amaze it You don't know Jack [ask me what my name is] I don't think that I can save the world 'til I'm famous The aim of my game is Uranus Out of this planet, hopes higher than a plane is Rock it like granite, or rocket like a space ship Roll it like MDMA to your face bitch High dosage, making sure the flows sick Making sure the rhymes and the punchlines are noticed Character voices – oops I mean *voices Cause you shouldn't be listening if you ain't enjoying this But I think the point of this, scratching an annoying itch Itch to make music, but I feel I'm the void of it Every song I make, usually I hate So why care that it rhymes great, if I'm bored of it I'm just a vocal ornament, every rhyme regretted I run around these tracks, still I'm not athletic I bet I'll hate the way I say this line once I've said it And prolly won't finish it even though it's for credit This is hip hop hybrid art The performance ends when the rhyming starts When the rhyming ends, I perform again Is it lines of coke, or just lines of pen? This hip hop hybrid art The performance is hidden in the rhyming parts When the rhymings starts, I perform once more Do I love the music, or endure the chore? This hip hop hybrid art The performance is live online press start I'm alive when it starts, and I die if I crash And even college credit it eventually will pass This is hip hop hybrid art And you should rip these rhymes apart

All I have is this little rhyme this little bit of time to shine It's going fine – what's the line? God dammit I'm off Lemme try again This little rhyme Has a mission to find anybody Who's – wait dammit I'm lost ...I ain't trying again, never mind This is just like that time when I almost Got the line but then I coughed Dammit now i'm pissed off and cross But i'll just keep rhyming 'Cause i'd hate to admit that i'd take a loss Spit like I am the shit in my prime If ye ain't heard phat rap listen to mine I Get Co.Z, then I get on my I grind Tryinga sell ya happiness for like £6.99 Datz hustle...nah I'm playing though, it's freeyo Hace calor, please believe it amigo I'm teaching the future, call me Mr. Cleo These crackahs got it locked, but I'm trying spread the key though Woah. He do it to the beat too, that's heat yo But if he lacks substance does that mean we should veto? Defeat foes with a message? I ain't trying preach though Plus they only keep the beats that bump to make your feet go All I have is this little beat hear But all you want are cluub hits, much unlink a baby seal All I have is this little beat hear It's just some midimaddness wait let me be clear All I have is this little rhyme this little bit of time to shine It's going fine, what's the line? God dammit I'm off Lemme try again This little rhyme Has a mission to find anybody Who's – wait dammit I'm lost ..I ain't trying again, never mind This is just like that time when I almost Got the line but then I coughed Dammit I was pissed off and cross But I just kept rhyming 'Cause i'd hate to admit that I'd take a loss Spit like I'm on repeat, 'cause you know it know it Someone right between an emcee and and poet, owe it To the songs I download for free, and their composer flowwers Instrumentalists song writers mixers and show promoters Woah...also owe it Mary, yeah I smoke and tote it Don't owe it to music theory, don't even know how to note it When you hear me you should cheer me show it to your girls and brosifs Jack of Co.Z, Jack The Ripper get to know my lots of poses Ring around the track like a monkey on the monkey bars When I rap flow drunkedly with funky bars DJ.Be on the beats, have a chunk of ours And when you think to play a tune I hope you will have thunk of ours ...'Cause this is all i got A little bit of beats, a little bit of pots And I had a whole bunch of things to say But I forgot

If this was my training and you were Obi-wan Shit I'd prolly still turn dark I've heard about pleasure, pain and moving on I'm just tryinga learn my part Welcome to the song you hear I thank you but you hardly knew you showed up If it went in one ear and out the other You may be brainless, right? But so what If everybody's dumb and you're the smart guy Should you tell 'em 'bout democracy? Luckily, I just wanna make art, why? 'Cause that plus love is life, drop a beat Cop a seat, cut the chrome plated hot heat I don't even need to kick it, I'm tryinga chill, yo I got a peace Of mind, to delivery in rhyme And I don't know what I'm teaching this time but it's fine 'Cause they say you'll find it down the rabbit hole But don't be late for the date Just dig deep down You'll found it down the rabbit hole It's you're fate to be great Awake from sleep now Everything is relative At least for me, maybe not for you I could be wrong, or I could be right Words are more than often too crude Ok let me slow it down Ok you can go now

I don't know much, but at least I know that I don't want an answer, that doesn't sit on facts I would put my faith into physics and in math Learn them theories, lay em on, Lord ya ready for attack? Lack of evidence, ain't evidence of lack, yes But I rebeled against all this prevalence of wackness Reverence for practices, blind followers like deaf bats and Numb mole rats, used to think the world was flat, we rolled past it That's why I asked, Jews and Baptists Mormans, Hindus, Muslims, Evangelists, and the Catholics Why they devote their entire lives to a tribal Denial of so many truths, some might be quite vital To your survival. in the Bible They reject the false as if their is a true idol Evolution can be used to show human religion As an organizing system for our species in the beginning Showing power in numbers, if you force obedience Answer when they wonder and they're asking what the meaning is But don't be greedy bitch, can't convince the atheists Cause either they're too rational or just the fucking craziest Insane in the soul, where the hell is that? Sorry sold it to the devil and I'd rather have the cash Atoms and coded semantics, and words of songs I let you prey, but how I live you think to say is wrong [Gripp's Performance] Why do we wonder? How do we stop? Is religion a salve and if so what's not? Science is a Religion, not just because it enslaves Right and wrong, good and bad Both sides in a cage I don't really care, compared to some enraged But at times I am threatened forcefully engaged Not by my God but a man on stage who get's paid But maybe God made religion to challenge the brave Is Everything relative? We keep changing elements Quarks have sting skeletons, that no one's ever seen? Gravity, electromagnetism, radiation, and awareness or the soul must be somewhere in between Energy everywhere in all things penetrates Devastates, recreates, elates, incarnates May the Force be with us everyday, everyway Whether you laugh at that line or take it like a heavy weight What ever floats you boat, or puts a gator your moat I want your awareness to feel safe, calm and hope Sustainable pleasure, if it exists, but who knows 'Cause love hurts as much as deep pain when it's low I say go, don't mind me I'm inconsistent I just want us all talking and listen Sorry 'bout the dissing, constructive criticism Is it clear that it's unclear from here? I see no difference

I got it form DJ.Be on my iPhone He said it's prime cut clean for the rhyme flow Charge to the point like a mutherfucking rhino You'll find that my lines going to spin faster than the vinyl Stick it to 78, and 33, and 45 yo Ripping it very great, and it's about damn time But I'm not late, who Jack? not never Delivering the package on time, in any weather Yeah you rhyme but I am better, I congratulate the winner by Looking in the mirror, we can see it ain't no little guy Only big headed when he use it to rhyme sick Unless you talking 'bout that thing he's using to ride his chick And you want it, that's why we're the making the music like this Write this quite tight shit all over the mic bitch Mad raps, I bet that he's speediest honkey Baddass; Mr. Inobediant Donkey You're looking for some beef, then I'm not what you want b Pussy, bitch and chicken slaughtering I'm feeling farmly Never mind me plowing all the hoes Like a jack rabbit I be hopping in their holes, with their clothes On my floor, but I don't really bone any whores I could do it but that's getting old like a dinosaur And that ain't even clever but the doubting I'm a dead it So I get it to ya head kid that I'm better like I said and Yes the veterans are influencing how I lay it down So you prolly think I'm biting when you hear them in my sound But if you doubt that I'm original then hit stop To those still playin-it tell the haters suck a cock Cause they ain't get to hear it, they ain't get to know it Felling my music, like I'm Beethoven I say that I rap, then they play it just to humor me And then their jaws drop like balls during puberty Or Times Square at New Years, hi I'm new here People think I'm weak like they're booze and I'm root beer Ya movies played out, old, fermented Netflix swagger, ya shit is so rented I'm mad like the hatter, but not cause of mercury Look it up mutherfucker fore you be jerk to me Got that bounce, hip hop 808 tip topped off make your shit rock When my tracks get dropped up let out to web Google spiders'll chasing it because of what they said "You should look it, DJ.Be and Jack The rapper works for Co.Z, the other did the track That's C O dot Z," mutherfuckers marketing Brainiactive even though I always sparking it It being weed, DJ.Be is up on Soundcloud Trying to get famous, so he can make his mom proud Lighting up a mutherfucking bong Ice Cream cool swagger like the fucking song Hit record I'll spit it and i'll hit it like a skillet To a slow fruit fly yeah kill it kill it Ill ill iller than most of you by a lot And I'm supposed to pretend like I dunno I'm this hot Where's your girlfriend? Shit, I dunno, on my cock Dick like a cruise ship, chick begging me to dock Jack The Ripper, why you rapping like this? Shouldn't you be shedding light on genocides or some shit? Well theres a time for that, and theres a time for bragging I'm killing beats and there ain't coroners enough to bag em Zip Zip yeah yeah then we learn the lyrics So we can rap along a feel like ballers when we hear it Listen to The Dedication 4 and we like it Because we'd rather hear a happy rapper on mic kid But guess what someone dying right now Rap shouldn't make you cry every time you hear the sounds Yeah life sucks, but sometimes its nice Rap is like my therapy, I need it cause I'm white I don't think you're hearing me, I'll beat it in twice The conceited kinda raps always seem to be a vice But you play on your iPod, in your car, grinning Singing "ain't nobody cooler than me" like you're winning Fucking up haters is a positive message A deterrent to further hate though it seems aggressive I ain't saying go and get your enemies shot I'm saying do the right thing; don't get caught Morality is relative, we're all a bunch of elements And facts are only facts when repetition proves them relevant It's in code, it's semantics, some call it antics Some say expression, but no one understand it

B A D A, S...S I'm badass I'm badass Call a skinny bitch a fat ass Call Nicki Minaj a flat ass Make em go cry to they Dadas Got a bitch I bet I'll bing Boom, Yahoo, Google that ass Then I'll let her touch my thing Then sue her claiming she harassed Ima mommy doing evil donkey: Muthafuckin badass And I’m smoking on some fat hash In a crack apparatus I'm as bad as A badass is I ain't a hood rat But I do hood rat shit I smoke wit cigarettes Rolled inside my J But I prefer blunts Because they can hold way more yay B A D A ss

If this was the Matrix and you were Morpheus, Shit I'd prolly ask for both pills It's not that I'm not enjoying this It's just ...I don't know what's most real I wish I was an electron Ideally in a hydrogen If Jesus came back to life Was he sad he had to die again? Wait... can I see a diagram Words in my ears hit my brain, now I'm high again I exhale words, flex diaphragm Vibrate vocal chords, next quiet them Did you feel the air shake? Data filters through me to you, ooo Sound can be an air quake But can some facts be untrue? You'll found it down the rabbit hole But don't be late for the date Just dig deep down You'll found it down the rabbit hole It's you're fate to be great Awake from sleep now Everything is relative At least for me, but maybe not for you I could be wrong, but then I'd be right Words are more than often too crude Ok let me slow it down Ok you can go now

She took my piano, she took the dog She took the painting that we had up on wall She took the cell phone changer but none one called She took me seriously when I said I'd give my all She took it the wrong way, I didn't look and took a fall She took a second, took a second look and took off She took me on goose chase through silence and brawls She took me as liar or a crook so I paused She took me as the type to not change for better Took away my rainy weather, change my life around I let her She took my breath...so I stay around to get it back If hearts really break I think I'ma need a medic stat Unless I learn to give my breath her to and let her keep it But I feel I need collateral, such as love and secrets Cause if you leave me high and dry then I can't even do this Piano I can't use it, without you I'm without music She took my piano, but I'ma get it back Cause she been my muse, my metronome, she kept me on track She took my piano, but I don't need that All I need is my muse, my metronome, please baby bring it back Ok I get it, I need to make you better And when you're down I need to get you cozy like a sweater And if you need tell me off well I'ma let ya And then I need to tell you like I wrote in a letter That I love you, and trust you, and put no one above you Day to day, fight to fight, night to night to morning like the doves do We take a flight through life together please down hate the low bits I told you that I love you I just hope you truly know this In parallel dimensions, I hope that we're together But maybe I'm the only lucky lover of you ever So I won't dare waste it, there nothing to replace you I need to love, know, see, hear, feel, taste you I'm here to bring you back, won't you stay please I'm here to find you everything you need I'm here to bring you back, I know that we can do this Cause you and I make beautiful music, you'll see You took my piano, but you can keep that All I need is my muse, my metronome, keep me on track She took my piano, but I don't need that

Love and happiness, fast and elusive Soon I'll see my practice at tracking it's useless I've found too many factors affecting my future Accepting a lack of control I'll get used to I truly encourage you to do what you choose to But be aware who you bruise and are rude to And who you use too, pushes turn shove Next time you seek love they may refuse you Is it better to have loved and to loose it The past can't help me, I'm puffing and boozing They tell me that I'm sick like I'm pussing and oozing Commercials convince me of drugs to be using for Love & Happiness To lift me above all this vapidness At first reluctantly I'd react at this As a lust for artificial distractedness But now I see that the fact of it is Every little help is a practical bit When you get down love and happiness Lift you up from the ground like a magic trick The rabbit in the hat, the trick for the kids We're a bunch of cells tryinga get our kicks while we live But imagine all the pain though that humans did inflict When we conceived time love and happiness But it's all we have to live for, so I go get it Have at it, live it up, and be happy when I'm in it If I stumble from it I'll return as soon as I recall That it's worth it if you forget the hurt from the fall Below it all is a chain of butterfly effects As we flutter by the laws of physics know what happens next To the atoms in our body, the sparks in our brain In the parts we've decided cause the pleasure and the pain Don't take measurements, refrain, for it can no be compared From person to person all we agree is that it's there In your life, good luck, I wish for you the best As you seek the elusive, embark on your quest for Love & Happiness

I'm a lover man, I don't think you understand though Nothing like the other mans who just wanna slam hoes Even if I tried to sleep around I'd get to know 'em Take them different places that I like and want to show 'em Maybe write her poems, ones that sound just like a song Make her smile 'cause she learn the lyrics and she sing along Like "he's talking 'bout me," yeah you know who you are But I was told to be playa, this is going too far So I told you how I met her, told you how it got better Did I tell you how she overtook my heart and i just let her Then I let up, didn't keep my head up I was down, she was down, no one else was there to help us get up She was fed up, but I'll never give us up I'll reset us, and progress us as long as you give a fuck 'Cause I care, but sometimes it's not enough And I need your support to support you, it's tough I know, that I need to be your strong one But you gotta be sure I'm not the wrong one I know, that I need to be your strong one As long as you have faith in me I know we'll get the job done So I go and.. Quit it with the emo rap, don't need none of that I cut it like a primo track Was on a search like I was tryinga get Nemo back And found you, damn I would like to see more of that Of course i mean your body, you know that you're a hottie But I'll pass on a smoke show if conversations shoty So what's you're favorite color, what's your favorite car? Shit we should prolly do it, this is going too far I was flirting tryinga hit it, then I fell right into love That dude Cupid eally shoot it, when push comes to shove Cause I'm feelin' the love above, middle, below Let's do it a little fast, then do it a little slow Meet you up in the bath, I'm pouring a little wine And you can do up the math, we're having a good time We having a good time So have a little faith we'll be fine 'Cause I know that I can be your strong one I'm a lover man I'll love you till the jobs done

I guess that’s the end… at least for now... If this was Nirvana and we shared consciousness I still be worried what you thought of be They say be true to me, so on some honest shit I wish you’d tell me what I outta be I slaughter beats in effective ways But if you’re waiting for my confidence, Expect Delays If you corner me I’ll flare up, you’ll have heck to pay I’m sorry, but I lost a love, so I may be a wreck today Because I had to tell my dog we broke up And that’s the shit that really gets me chocked up “I’m sorry for you, it’s unexpected” is what the rest will say But we we’re there we watched it brake and so we know what broke us Right? ...but I forget and then create dismay Regret and watch reply, I guess that I just wasn’t great enough The evil voice inside my head says “wait hey… I thought it was just my job to mutherfucking hate on us” So now I’m looking down the rabbit hole I may be late for the date But I’ll dig deep down I’ll find my way down the rabbit hole As if my fates to be great Awake from hate now Everything is relative At least for me, maybe not for you I could be wrong, or I could be right Words are more than often too crude Ok let me slow it down Ok you can go now

Welcome 2 the future The future will not be televised, but touchscreen In the future no one will hear you scream The future is a conspiracy theory The future is made up of strings, and clouds The future has never met the past The future is not guaranteed The future is now/not/never now Bohemian 2 0 1 3 They claim the sky is falling Humanity is crawling They're quibbling and brawling But is it so appalling? Is it? ......stalling Random access memory recalling END OF LINE Just let it go Keep it steady tho Head nodding to the beat again 2013 bohemian They claim the sky is falling Humanity is crawling Quibbling and brawling But is it so appalling? Without dead presidents, who would now be balling No longer their families left there behind recalling Who they once were turns to lost illusion Doom is not appalling until after its conclusion Pain exists when pleasure is remembered as amusing We tell ourselves its elsewhere and that finding it's confusing I'm bruising my sanity while frequently perusing The options for choosing, opportunities loosing Through mutual exclusion, and binary intrusions They blame it on my brain and the drugs it's been using There may be some true things, but nothing's unreal No one can tell anyone the way you're supposed to feel So much pain, WHY? to whom does this appeal Are you one? Do you hurt? Do you lie? Do you steal? The way of the Earth is deranged we need to arrange for the change and the day is today Just let it go Keep it steady tho Head nodding to the beat again 2013 bohemian Now we're all grown up, everyone has answers But treat us like we're children, 'cause they don't understand us Failure's reprimanded, success is demanded I'm loosing control and I don't know how to manage Our cells turn revolutionary, call it cancer Government is tryinga wipe us out like the panthers Why? I don't know the answers Just go with the flow like a dancer With all here that's beautiful Why do we feel so sad? Why don't the children know They don't have to be so mad? With all here that's beautiful Why do we feel so sad? Why don't the children know They don't have to be so mad? With all here that's beautiful Why do we feel so sad? Why don't the children know They don't have to be so mad? With all here that's beautiful Why do we feel so sad? Why don't the children know They don't have to be so mad? 2013 nouveau gypsy beat dandy And I'm just saying words but they sweet like candy Or brandy if you feel the bite kinda mean Wikipedia bohemian in 2013 I hear ya, but why should we believe in him He's just another new age future bohemian I hear ya, but why should we believe in him He's just another new age future bohemian I can smell the 2013 in em They gon' say that's a great year to be freed again I can smell the 2013 in em They gon' say that's a great year to be freed again Bohemians arise to remind us The art of the future resides inside us Bohemian 2013 DJ.Be Jack of Co.Z