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This track features the final sin as well as the outroduction. Pride is just a regular hip hop song. The outro is a collection of samples by The Mad Psyentist.

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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

credits

from The Seven Sins EP, released May 1, 2012
Concept, lyrics & vocals by Jack of Co.Z
Instrumental production & mixing by The Mad Psyentist

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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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