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This album is the first in a three part trilogy concept project featuring the discussion of the relations between religions and pop culture.

Inspired by seven popular sins, vocalist Jack The Ripper lets his words follow skeptical trains of thought, contemplating religious rule in the contemporary world, while The Mad Psyentist provides dark, exciting and musical instrumentals with complex drum patterns, saw blade synths and deep grooves.

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released May 1, 2012

Lyrics & Concept by Jack of Co.Z
Production & Mixing by The Mad Psyentist
Album Art by Michael Gray
Additional Vocals by Zoë of Co.Z

(J.Horkings, K.Blanchette)

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Jack The Ripper & The Mad Psyentist Brooklyn, New York

Jack The Ripper & The Mad Psyentist are a hip hop duo with a grundy, alternative post apocalyptic sound. The pair are currently working on a trilogy concept project discussing the relationship between contemporary pop culture and religions. "The Seven Sins EP" & "The Five Pillars EP" are available for download now, with the final part coming soon. Lyrics by Jack of Co.Z, beats by the Mad Psyentist ... more

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Track Name: Wrath
By the time I write this I'll feel differently, predictably
I'll switch on some positions and you'll call it wicked trickery
Who the fuck could the Ripper be? We don't know Jack
I capture moments of thought with mad science on the track
(Achoo) God bless, or is it salam aleham
God dam, fail a test the congregation has to slay him
Yeah that's the way we play em, peace be with you if you say it right
But I'm a lonely stoner and I stay sinning, day and night
Buning bush told me I should make a rap album
I think the heat got to him, it's time for me to salve him
I don't know anything, at least I know that
Did God write the Bible? Cause he didn't get paid crap
Oh snap, mutherfuckers get offended suck my ass
Live right, learn, change, relive, review and then react
And you can retort if can get a mic a spit a track
Everything is natural suffering and nothings really fact
Ohh lemme bring a bit a rature
Jesus is delayed cause I think he got capture
By priests touching boys during Islamic jihanding
Muhammah somewhere beating down the soul of bin laden
Siva and Mara see we got destruction on lock
Confuscious say we're fine, but Confucsious said a lot
I say stop thinking that we aren't naive beginners
Time for New World Orders cause we know we're all sinners

 ~ In dark times I feel like wrath is all I have ~ The dark side offers me strength, it calls me back ~ Embark child, hurry for fear is all around ~ If anger is falling forward, fear is falling down ~ I'm really more numb than I'm wrathful ~ I ain't into sodomy, but y'all can get an ass full ~ Cross me, I'll smash through, every fucking egg in all your baskets ~ Drastic; testicles and ovaries get ass kicked ~ Ass holes better change their tactics ~ Jack The Ripper smashit, pop you like your chap stick ~ Find the most vital part of your backbone and snap it ~ Steal the beat that you were supposed to rap on and attack it ~ Show you mutherfuckers some fast shit, spit it get and lit and don't pass it ~ Crackah on the mic trying act like he tight, writing that badass crass* shit (*look it up)~  What you angry at bitch? "Daddy fucked a stranger ~ And mommies all sad" – really: I'm in love with anger ~ I know it's fear, Yoda's like my fucking Jesus ~ "Do or do not", fuck me trying to believe shit ~ Physics has you breathing, and it caused all sin ~ And it's kind of my choice when I'm angry within ~ Please forgive me, I'm repenting to my self ~ Got a God complex when I toast to my health ~ But we do what we want and we prey/ay in our brains ~ And I'm sorry if you're angry that we don't think the same ~ But I'm not wrong, 'cause every time I test, facts are true ~ If you can say the same for how your brain explains the world to you ~ I accept.....but if it half ass ~ I hope ignorance is bliss for you, for me it causes wrath and ~ In dark times I feel like wrath is all I have ~ The dark side offers me strength, it calls me back ~ Embark child, hurry for fear is all around ~ If anger is falling forward, fear is falling down ~ Giving your life to God is the same as selling it to the devil ~ Not a sheep to your shepherd, I'm a lone wolf rebel ~ I love the ones I love, but don't consider them on levels ~ We're all atoms, preachers mad at him, they know he's too clever ~ With an answer for everything because I fucking think ~ I'm in search of all the options and the mutherfucking sink ~ While you lie and try to keep them ignorant from the truth ~ I'll be battling against it with my heat up in this booth ~ Hidden in your mind, the fourth dimension is time ~ And the only heaven I know is an afterlife of rhyme ~ "What you mean?" You heard Biggie recently, because he died ~ Still he manages to be heard more than most people alive ~ If you see me in my headphones I ain't on your fucking planet ~ I'm in heaven, don't talk to me twat, cause I won't understand it ~ I'm a mutherfucking bandit pissed off at your closed mind ~ I will knock you down and hang you out to dry. Clothes/Close line. ~ And fuck the stupid ass hook, cause I don't really like it ~ Fuck your raps, but no offense, cause you ain't really write it ~ And fuck education, its just diplomas with some letters ~ I take Ivy league classes so I can say they ain't no better ~ Y'all suck, we're all fucked, tell 'em tough too bad ~ Is it rough, are you stuck, does it make you real sad? ~ Well cry about it bitch, or lie about it bitch ~ So you can try smile 'fore you die about it bitch ~ And not to ruin living, but what's the fucking point? ~ You love to smoke weed? They'll take away your joint ~ You love a sunny day? The clouds will make it rain ~ Pleasure is more temporal than suffering and pain ~ Buddah got enlightened, ate some shit, and died ~ Moses stopped egyptians, so then the Germans tried ~ Violence causes violence in Israeli's Palestine ~ While Jesus says as long as you say "sorry" then it's fine ~ Bitch so I'ma do these rhymes, and Osama you can try ~ To make Fox News enable you as you terrorize ~ But I ain't scared of nothing, and believe in what I sense ~ Usually I teeter on the mutherfucking fence ~ Cause everything I do, there's really no use ~ The Mayans said we die in 2 0 1 2 ~ Nostradamus he'd be souped, and the rapture's coming true ~ Obama seen as antichrist, with bitten apple clues ~ And maybe all these crazy lines might get me in the news ~But while they blame and blame I'll love the one's I fear I'll  loose ~ Because I know my goal in life is live it while I have it ~ Anger is withdrawal and we're all pleasure addicts ~ In dark times I feel like wrath is all I have ~ The dark side offers me strength, it calls me back ~ Embark child, hurry for fear is all around ~ If anger is falling forward, fear is falling down ~ That's why we're so wrathful ~ Cause we can't admit the truth ~ And if you have a problem with my verses ~ Fuck you
Track Name: Sloth
Head up in the smoke, 'cause I'm daily toking
Roll like da ocean, flow like potion
I know that I'm high, I understand the costs
So go ahead and call my ass a sloth (just screww it)

I know everybody loves that
So I go and do the same and chop and screw the damn track 
I know, I know errbody love dat
So I go and do the same and chop and screw the dayum track

You found out what'll sell you're fucking raps
So you go and do the same thing and copy other cats
It's a way to play the game but it's lazy, it lacks
The originality needed for me to like your raps
I ain't saying you can't allude, in fact I think it's rude
To not be biggin’ up the people who influenced you
Stay classy, borrow an idea, but don't match me
'Cause I'll just make a new trend...you could never pass me
I don't copyright shit, go ahead and steal my lines
But you’re sloth ass can't even keep up half the time
I'm not worried, I'm the factory of what you steal
You can't jack my swagger cause the swagger Jack wields is real
Weird is what we call the things that might be cool tomorrow now
I prefer being different, your crowd gets herded like you're cows
You'll be murdered like you're foul, you don't have your own tastes
You can't create 'cause you don't have what it takes so you take

While I do something new and they call me crazy
You clone their style so I call you lazy
And if you start to follow me they call me a boss
But you can't keep up, you're a sloth

Yeah bitch, laziness is a sin
And lying isn't, shit at heaven's gates it gets you in
I'm just blazing with my friends, yet these bitches criticize
You're sober but so what? You ain't done shit with your lives (OOO)
They tell me that I can't be productive if I get high
Unless the pharmaceuticals package that shit and then it's fine
'Cause the crackahs get their dimes, and the housewives their fix
So the man can keep the bitches on the pill and on his dick
And I don't mean birth control...they tell us that we're sick
And we need their medication so they sell us all their pricks
See I see it all as matter and the way it interacts
We're high on oxygen and sugar, nitrogen and fat
Tetrahydra cannabinol does not make you lazy
Society say it does, but I'm not, so that's crazy
‘Cause I hit the bong daily, you wrote a song lately?
I make my matter matter, drug matter doesn't make me
The maddest hatter’s greater than these mutherfuckers faking
Cause nature made the human mind amazing at making
Nothing is unnatural, there's no such thing as wrong
Hum your own tune to make a true song, don't be lazy

While I do something new and they call me crazy
You clone their style so I call you lazy
And if you start to follow me they call me a boss
But you can't keep up, you're a sloth

Head up in the smoke, 'cause I'm daily toking
Roll like da ocean, flow like potion
I know that I'm high, I understand the costs
So go ahead and call my ass a sloth (screww it)

I know, I know errbody love dat
So I go and go and chop and screw screw the dayum track 
I know, I know errbody love dat
So I go and do the same and chop and screw the dayum track....
Track Name: Envy
I see a bit of me in my enemies
More often than I see myself in friends of me
If you can better me you threaten my identity
But never identically could you emit my energy
There's no potential, yet I'm still defensive, flow kinetically
So you know I'm superior and rhyming so prophetically
But really I'm pathetically just jealous of you all
Because you're more handsome, more charming, more tall
Or maybe you flow better, no chance, looking at me showing off
You think you know shit? you don't know jack, looking at me going off
Is that yo bitch, mine is better, look at me hoing-off
You're rhyming is a…little behind mine, and your flowings off
Shut up Jack, what a fucking know it all
Everytime he hits the track theres gotta be a show involved
Jealous of the fellas with the power and the fame
Some sinners trade their soul for an hour in the game
And loose it in a minute still I'm trying to get up in it
Cause someone said we're racing and they said that I'm not winning
Where's the finish line, am I in last, when was the beginning
Compare yourself to others, and you'll end alone and sinning
Wait what? My head is spinning, can I ever be the best
If I'm the best at being bad, then I'm the worst at good I guess
Had to make a choice, rhyme dirtier, flow cleaner
I see you green with envy, I swear that I'm greener

I'm jealous of pop song hooks
I'm jealous of the fame, I wonder what it took
I gotta do the same, it's a matter pride
The grass is always greener, on the other side
I'm jealous of hip hop beats
I'm jealous of the medias control over me
I gotta act proud, let the envy hide
The grass is always greener, on the other side

I'm jealous of your best friend
I'm jealous that the dead people know about the end
Which is mightier? The strike of the sword or the pen
Cause I gotta get it write or I'll bore them all again
To the Left, To The Left, where's Ne-Yo, tell him write the hook
Step by step, I need an album movie and a book
(Then I'll) tell my friends to look….now are you impressed?
I made a concept album, did I do it best
Its the seven deadly sins and they're getting me
I've be told, I know I'm my worst enemy
As I get old, there's new ways I'm offending me
Now hot is cold, it's all disordered entropy
Can't you see the grass greener
Glass half empty, but it tastes cleaner
Cash he got plenty, happiness less
Only feels envy, gotta be the best
Science tells me natural selection sets the direction
Of a population, driven by elections of erections
Society is similar it's trends are born then die
I want the F A M E only God knows why
I want to do it richeously I wriggle and I writhe
I'm fighting for attention but don't want to seem to try
If the glass ain't full, it's empty
Until you see there's no you and me, we envy

Can't you see the grass greener
Glass half empty, but it tastes cleaner
Cash he got plenty, happiness less
Only feels envy, gotta be the best
Track Name: Greed
The world is not enough for me
To me every vote counts, and I only hope to please
We're begging or we're sucking up, but always on our knees
I require your desire, your love is what I need
But I can't get enough, more than gluttony it's greed

Find me bugging like a fiend, not fronting I'm being real
What I'm itching for with greed is nothing you see or feel
But mentally you can sense it, on guard like you're fencing
Pause like you're pensive, calm and collective
Try and be sensitive, this tension, it can haunt ya
Try to please 'em all and then you'll form a fame monster
And now they don't want ya, the advertising company'll flaunt ya
Then hang you out to dry like dirty laundry
To hide ya. Getting big money, it could harm me
Because you think it's phony that the label pays an army
To say my shit is dope, when you know it's cut with industry
But not having you love my music it could be the end of me
Like puddles with anemones, my flow is full of energy
Clown fish are punch lines so your ears be friends with me  
And now this is crunch time, that you hit play
And if you say you think it's wack I think my lifetime drops a day
And my heart skips a beat beat
I catch up and bustle begging kneeling at your feet
Then you say I'm not your style there's other fish in the sea
But I need every monkey in the barrel to be loving me
Yeah you could call me greedy, a sinner 'cause I'm needy
My heart pumps pride but my jugular is bleeding
Love is all that heals him, your desire he breathes 
Everyone must love me I must be all your only precious...greed....

To me every vote counts, and I only hope to please
We're begging or we're sucking up, but always on our knees
I require your desire, your love is what I need
But I can't get enough, more than gluttony it's greed
Every person that I know, every atom that I see
The world is not enough for me
G R double E D for L O V E
The world is not enough for me

Don't tell me that I'm wrong, you said I had to dream
I grew up in the era of the digital screens
With digital means for networking the globe
I never feel private, why not try and take control
I do not live in fear, but with very high goals
I see everyone as perfect so I have to have their souls
I take them by them telling me they like me, that's it
Shouldn't this inflated ego pop soon? I'm a prick
I'm a dick, I'm a trick, I'm a mutherfucking monster and shit
I'm a jerk, I know, and you like to be called bitch
So the disses get a flip, and you think you're getting love
Thats fine hunny, 'till you get a bullet tip shoved
In your tummy tum tum, survive by any means
Me wanting all you love, see it's imbedded in my genes
But just because it's science dosn't mean it isn't real
I deal with what I hear and smell and taste and sense and feel
And I want it, I want it
I'm mystified by existence, and she flaunts it
We on it, we on it
We sell ourself till you've known it and you want it
And I want it

To me every vote counts, and I only hope to please
We're begging or we're sucking up, but always on our knees
I require your desire, your love is what I need
But I can't get enough, more than gluttony it's greed
Every person that I know, every atom that I see
The world is not enough for me
G R double E D for L O V E
The world is not enough for me
Track Name: Gluttony
Platinum, silver, diamonds and gold
Plastic, rubber, aluminum and chrome
Paper, made of carbon, cheese, nickel, zinc or dough
Gluttony for matter, go and get you some, hoe

Gimme the drive to survive, Mad Psy gimme beats
Im'a gobble then regurgitate the heat
Then feed it to the streets, gimme publicity
Gimme fame gimme money gimme bitches in my sheets
On a mission like the reaper to kill it so you people
Feel it when you hear it, make you eat it out you speakers
Eat it out, pussy, get deeper, ya glutton
I spit and silence lambs turning sheep into mutton
Yes I want it all and more, no fronting
Need it like ideal Buddhist wants nothing
Get something if you came for beef, I bet you wanna eat
Saliva dripping off the platinum in your teeth
And I ain't fucking convinced that that shit is something you need
But...
I ain't saying that I'm righteously deep, I'm rich bitch
And so I got that chrome grill on my G
5 5 muthafucker cop impalas can't compete
So I understand the desire to be hottest on the street
And never modest on the beats, they'll eat you if your weak
So you better get you're matter stacked, or at least speak
Like you got it, hottest like carbon up in Nevada is
Trying to get down to earth, but we don't know where the bottom is
So we give lobotomies to try to steal their brains
Someone starving right now while we fly on private planes
That insane, but at least I ain't frontin' see
And all of us are guilty of some gluttony, it's fucks with me...

Platinum, silver, diamonds and gold
Plastic, rubber, aluminum and chrome
Paper, made of carbon, cheese, nickel, zinc or dough
That's Gluttony for matter, go and get you some, hoe

They stalling, they starving, I'm hoarding, I'm balling
They calling me fraudulent, gambling all in
We're falling, we need to find a cushion for our tushes
But I'ma get it first cause I'll shove away your pushes
That's how we've be doing it since primordial ooze and shit
So I don't see why losers now are loosing it when loosing it
Go crazy when they're too lazy perusing it to take the shit
The winners go and break some shit, and take some shit, to make some shit
At least that what the crackers did, and all the other predators
Carnivores, eat up all your meat  and now you want some more
They said fuck you, tell em fuck em right back
Use they own medicine on them, steal and jack
Vic and stick, shit when planet earth is screaming, space is silent
Everything is suffering and violence causes violence
If you need meaning in these words, then grow your brain and find it
While I'll be working on my timing on my rhyming, staying grinding like diamond on a saw tooth blade
I'm raw and too crazed, you all are too dazed
That's why you can't be keeping up with all this that I say
Bitch
Everything decays, I only own my brain
And I'm smarter than you kids so I'ma stay
Rich
Cause every time this plays, and someone hears a phrase
I'm immortal even if I'm in my grave
Ditch
So you can dig it deeper, but I'ma keep on creeping in your brain
And on this planet till I save
It

Platinum, silver, diamonds and gold
Plastic, rubber, aluminum and chrome
Paper, made of carbon, cheese, nickel, zinc or dough
Gluttony for matter, go and get you some, hoe

The Mu-Mu-Muny make us apes act funny
I see monkeys act a donkey, so Jack act a bunny
Hop on my hapa honey, they blame exoticification 
But I just think she's a sexy atomic conglomeration
With a soul– which I can't explain as a product of nature
But I know that awareness is why I love conversation
Repetition is the way of education
I commodify my lectures, iTunes replicates them
Big J, Mr. Capitalization
Packaged up the raps, send the tracks across the nation
Tell em it's okay to have materialization
As long as it's your art, and you ain't just being complacent
Give money, get money, pay ya dues true
If you're feelin' yaself, pause, then do you
And do you ‘till you come hard
If it ain't enough, get some dog, gluttony
Track Name: Lust
How could this be wrong?
We've listened for too long
Who's rules are these, can we move on?
How could this be sinning
I swear I loved you from the beginning
You've glistened for too long
Lust found love now how could this be wrong?
I believe your body's sacred
But that don't mean you can't play wit it
I wanna spend the day with it
Cuddled up in a warm summer rain with it
Don't...don't rush,
I know it's just a crush
But.... I might find love
Hidden deep in your ... lust

Don't rush, it was just a crush
But I wouldn'ta found love if I hadn't found lust
Don't rush, but hush the fuss
When lust is just love with some extra thrust

It's a must, lust, we getting it on
True lovers don't stop at the break of dawn
Energizer bunny hunny yeah my love It keep going
More than BP oil in the gulf it keep flowing
Going beep beep deep concentration on your curves
Round your body, in your mind, and on your tongue and with your words
No rubber gas mashed get the burn on girl
Hit your blinker, think you’re bout to get your turn on girl 
Indicate it, never hate it, we fight because we're scared
That the next time we go to sleep you might not be there
My lord... 143
I lust you, thus sinners are we
1 plus 1 makes two I agree
But 1 over 1 is still a singularity
Me plus you love true I agree
So you over me ain't nowhere I'd rather be
Hush the fush, and cut this damn mushy stuff
But don't be prejudice against you're lust
Some boys might shove, so avoid the are monsters
But not letting love find you could haunt ya

You know I want ya (Lust)
But I wonder do you?
They say it haunts ya
Well for me it's true
I lust, I lust, I lust, I lust to love you
Track Name: Pride
I did it for me, I do it for me
Even if I do it for you, I'm just doing it for me
Even if I do it for you, I'm just doing it for me
I need to be proud so I do a good deed
I need her to growl, so I move it like a steed
I need you to play it, so I'm grovin' on this beat

Nice to meet you I'm hott shit, the pleasures yours
J A C K and I rap of course
Better than the virgin mother
With words I'm able to kill Cane and his brother
Aiming and never stumble my treble as bass rumbles
Your thumb in your bum–my lines rhyming double time, you're in trouble
In need of a mad scientist to keep up with my raps
Use an ivy league diploma, to wipe my ass

Ooo he fast, ooo he crass, Jack a mutherfucking bastard
He the type of cat saying on tracks that he’s got rap mastered
“Play that crackah back brah” Jack'll toe tag and bag it
Keeping it zip-zip lock fresh, Jack rabbit be

Hopping so hip and I'm proud of the shit
That's why you'll hear me play it real loud in whip
That's why you hear me claiming that I got rap mastered
Jack's that bastard but play his shit blasted
Hopping so hip and I'm proud of the shit
That's why you'll hear me play it real loud in whip
I'm smarter, more original, passionate and faster
Jack that bastard but play that shit blasted

Co.Z mutherfucker
Biggest thing for you since your dad fucked ya mother
Raw dog, all up her shit, no rubber
Gross, I wish she coulda popped out another
Your host, this evening, none other than the best
Yes the way I spit it clearly puts me high above the rest
Don't contest, check it, we see that this crackah must be blessed
'Cause if money's really dirty Jack a mutherfucking mess
Thanks mom! In an AMG, puffing on a blunt
iPhone urban dictionary looking up stunt
With my 500 horses and even more torque
I'll be laughing at a turbo range rover sport
But I didn't design it or build it, I drive it, so I ain't gunna claim the car's my shit
But I did get into college, I do make songs, and now everybody wants to fuck my chick
So I got some pride bitch, try to keep it private
But this kid is the mutherfucking shit and can't hide it
Your girl wants to try it, she said like my hair
And she digs the dick size, but I don't hear or care
So you ain't gotta be scarred, unless you look in the mirror
And don't you let me notice that you're wasting all my air
'Cause I'll do something 'bout it, don't you fucking doubt it
Show my goons your picture tell 'em beat the shit out it
Maybe I'll help, but I'll probably be busy with success
If you're following my rap career I bet your ass impressed
Mad Psyence on the beat, don't you love how we collaborate?
I know you see the flow is solid, bitch I coagulate
Look that shit up, get back to me, and congratulate
Or else I'll feel I have to diss you 'cause you just had to hate
Fans should learn the lyrics, rap along as if your Jack
But I really made this song for me 'cause I just love my raps

And I'm hopping so hip and I'm proud of the shit
That's why you'll hear me play it real loud in whip
That's why you hear me claiming that I got rap mastered
Jack's that bastard but play his shit blasted
Hopping so hip and I'm proud of the shit
That's why you'll hear me play it real loud in whip
I'm smarter, more original, passionate and faster
Jack that bastard but play that shit blasted

Fine fine I'll teach you how to rhyme
Psyce, that'd be like teaching a fucking rock how to fly
I could throw it, but you'd prolly only make one hit
Unless you killed two birds, then still I'd
 be the shit
Caused I tossed it, you've lost it, you're songs are ghost writ
I can see right through ya, call ya casper the bitch
How do I do that shit? It's a secret
Mad science on the beat, the Ripper spit the heat shit
Uh you better believe it
Leave a track six feet deep bitch
I could rap and get money like I need it
Get the fame in the game, I could lead it
The reason why were cocky
Is so the fans can rap along to the hot heat
We all hate ourself a little, try to hide
So why not be hidden by these mixtapes of pride

And I'm hopping so hip and I'm proud of the shit
That's why you'll hear me play it real loud in whip
That's why you hear me claiming that I got rap mastered
Jack's that bastard but play his shit blasted
Hopping so hip and I'm proud of the shit
That's why you'll hear me play it real loud in whip
I'm smarter, more original, passionate and faster
Jack that bastard but play that shit blasted