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Monte Cristo

by Papito Scotti

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1.
Monte Cristo 03:36
Crown me king when I land in Madrid gimme back 20 mil, sing songs for the many ills chase skirts like Benny Hill, way too many broads, make sure that henny chilled Once ya thinking, ya stinkin' & sinkin', we travel each mission driven by visions, ambition, & taught by the strictest tradition, dont mingle with pigeons Be clear that the Steel chairs folded up Middle finger rigor mortis so I hold it up Smokin' off the tree of knowledge & I rolled it up Graduated from the colleges, showed em up Hand that corona. Undergrad diploma, no rap persona, grab mad payola The baddest chocas, damn hash aroma, paragraph composer Droppin' jewelry, pocket ruby's.. live uncouthly, roll a new leaf.. Call of duty, droppin' floozys talkin' Newspeak, give a Too Sweet Winter suited livin' lucid, nothin' new under the sun Instituted, lucky Druids, trouble shootin' when we get thrown under the gun Sonic straight runnin' through the levels and the loops Honey brown shorty get painted in the nude Drinkin' No.7 brand, holdin' up the 7 grand when you see we gettin that loot, salute ...cold lampin, Last man standin', turn off that tv programmin, flow rabid, semantics cold snapping, thats smackin You back to them days of Cro-Magnon MegaFarLkly undertakin', batting up the harpys, run the bacon that golden fleece, that potpourri & the right codes for the safe combination Kleptomaniac at ya open mic. Be aware of that interwoven life Make a lady from such outspoken dykes. Raise emotions' how a showman might action packed. Blunts back to back. Them hustler naps, we Adapted fast To any habitat. Survivin each scrap like I'm Cactus Jack Yea, know it's this or nothin' else Light that piff, make hunger felt One quick pick, play the numbers well Write my shit, make the butter melt We makin that risk. Awaken to changes that shift. stages to rip maidens & places to hit, writing till eyelids to heavy for angels to lift . pray the cashflow be amplified, from the macro down to the magnified How We rackin' dice, to make paradigms, matter'fact. fuck a manufactured life Design a path, mind on cash , hieroglyphs all in the rhymin' pad pack the pipe with hash, strike the light & pass those Raybans Roddy Piper had . odds come stacked like totem poles. . Soul. controller goin' toe to toe, go for broke polar flows knockin' down them dominoes, how the story goes
2.
Gold Leaf 02:49
Batter up Louisville swingin', 9th inning Rhyme slinging for my winnings, my mind's spinnin' Times tickin', the grind livin' behind writtens Smile grinnin' combine spirit when I'm hittin' Never bat an eye, news is asinine, Flashin' all the passerby's, risin' gap class divide Weather it out, whether without fairweather friends Steppin' it out, ya wheel of fortune, when ya letter is out Collect all the loot, catchin' wreck at the spot Make grands like Puba, exit like Sadat Vanish to a past life, Afghan in a glass pipe Vision flash, on my lap, a dance from a past wife Climbin' the obstacles, when rhymin' I swash buckle Fighting with hard knuckles, like Simon & Garfunkel Leave the mic graffiti tagged, ain't no easy cash Off the beaten path, beneath the cap is where the heat is stashed Don Quixote off peyote, notes & categories That's reporting stories like Capone and N.O.R.E. Its a mad dash in this city, hash to Philly's Cash over biddies, dancin' like Razonda Chili Thankful for the green grass, peep math I calmly lean back, drinking a forty with Rocsi Diaz Hairs combed over like a young Ray Liotta No caps up in Corollas 'cause jakes is chasin' quotas Crash a house party with kraken & pack hyenas Gallivant in arenas, romancin' some ballerina She Latin or Arabiyya, ashen the fattened cheeba They playin' "Creepa Creepa" but I'm lampin' in black Adidas Blurry nights with Tanqueray how we chase skirts Raw papes mask the strain when them days hurt Started out this Genesis, Don Milly tenements Scheme like Tommy Dream, wavin' indo like a kendo stick
3.
Sonic Youth 03:33
Streets of rage walkin', its the next gen weathermen Hydroponic medicines, cross the Alps from tenements Ma said put the crowd in hypnosis Hocus to pocus, turnin' neurosis to boldness Zoned out, lampin' by a laughin' Buddha Im catchin wreck, catchin' tuna, cast the net & hallelujah Turnin' shitty days to gold, cut a path & the pave the road Cut a track at Tabernacle, papa bringin' bacon home Slangin' books, rap game Levar Burton Certain northern strains got me lookin' part German uncouth be troopin and marchin, stay aloof to ya doctrine either stand or sleep, wrappin the green like Tutankhamen Them drugs domesticated, pillin up ya defects Barristas be the dealers, only boozin' for the weekend Calm aggressions, manhandle, grabbin attention like rockin' a poncho of Macho, elbow drops connectin' Wavy hikes, shady nights, faded & I shake the dice claim my rights, takin' mics, Crazy like David Icke Search thru the madness,usurp the language of colonizers Conjurin' magic thru usin' this rap shit Limin' at a fete then back to the lab early Examine this mad journey, laughin' at past worries Before I doff off the armor I'll sing songs to conquer, live long & prosper Piff & henny combine, put it directly In line Never place pearls before ms piggy & swine Withstandin' the circumstances, adapted to stand alone Forgin' a pack, better track, snatchin' an antelope Lord, the c-notes, vivid, I see no limit Steamboat In a Sea wolves fitted Decoding today's news, grindin' to pay dues Grinnin', spillin ink, substituted for quaaludes Wrestlin' stress, Decompression for the evenin' Doctor said chill cause' my blood pressure was steamin' job's aint hirin', pop's retirin', mom's too tired My ass was fired, hell is this environment? Broke friends with goals and camaraderie Collect ends & transcend this birth lottery Fuck lettin' the art starve, bluff cards Engarde, mic check, carte blanche, c'mon gawd
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These stress filled days that we plotted You want a comic, not a prophet Train in heavy gear like Piccolo in the bitter cold Michael Kors whores aint pickin at my pocket Still remain soo cool, mama's kitchen with the soul food Teleport, kingdom of the toadstools Once upon a flow, better go for broke Life on the ropes, Undertaker with the old school Quarter life crisis so trust me Why I keep spices so musty No I dont deal with the custy's Best keep on catchin' some wreck so these muthafuckin' soundchecks be bringin' that money Its fine, mami wanna smoke a one two Half the things they tell you it is untrue Say word she ya cousin, she can come too For the patron saints of the Uncouth Want me to write you some raps g, thats me Pen mightier, thats how the great gats be Huff and a puff of the blunt made a hash Bring the house down, take ya crown, bounce with a laugh Get out, on the mound, batter up, so I smash, paragraphs Then dash with Stacy in a Jag Make a lotta noise, aint no other choice Holla at a scholar, smoke loud like Chewbacca voice
5.
We live that life of monks, divide the spoils between the cyberpunks Learned from Percy Miller, pushin' rap outside the trunks Days be like its stormin' a castle, jumpin' the apes, hurlin' the barrel movin' the hologram panel, turnin' Houdini with the shackles Dodgin' finicky damsels, word to your daughter's worth of thirty camels, needed on journeys through this earth In camo till Babel burnt to the gravel Keepin' it Westside In the flanel livin' on a gamble, creep from the basement, tabernacle Whatever my mood be, Im still rollin' a blue leaf 'Cause livin' is too steep, same squabbles but new beef & know we more than mice with a cheese plate Always runnin' to keep pace, weekdays freeze wage, cages in this police state Pardon if im brash & late at times, gettin' faded cause that daily grind makes my mind purely focused on taking mines Make it through, even when pays reduced Cause we out for the gusto, trust nobody with ya hustle, mama aint raise no fool Beyond that rhyme and reason, I light a beacon, grinded & finely seasoned If you smell it, think it offensive, than beat it Adapted when cash uneven, work it, fuck it, & leave it Vision encyclopedic through grimey & triflin' seasons Cook a beat to menudo, get it crackin' like judo Throw salt, then you sumo, couldn't plan it like Hamlet or Pluto Went from grad caps to combat, contracts, steel toes, hard hats, cubicles that God damned Like fuck that fantasizin', rather make the sacrifices in & out the city, strategizin', merchandisin' when pockets need money, aint talk to no hussy when them markets turned slumpy It’s Donkey Kong country On the prowl, determine how, just to work it out Lay my burdens down, burn an ounce, see things turn around Make it through, even when pays reduced Cause we out for the gusto, trust nobody with ya hustle, mama aint raise no fool When stresses hit the page, she remind me of that Sade You remind me of that Sade Brown skin, box braid, remind me of that Sade She Remind me of that Sade
6.
Old Sport 03:12
On the road to riches, being broke provoke resistance In these cold conditions, tryna close the distance Winter warz the metaphor, what we livin' for? Skirmishin' with honeys through verbal intercourse When ya bet on that winning horse, watch some women morph Into herbivores, all ya green, pipe dreams driftin' off Times are tryin', in alliance with rebel griots Roll purple, more stoned than Temple Pilot Roads gettin' tough but ain't givin' it up 'Cause existing & paying bills ain't sufficient enough Devoted to this looseleaf, I lose sleep Spoken, my muse speaks, provokin' me, opponents & dues reaped Peace when I snooze deep A million talk, but spittin' false, only listen when a trusted few speak With defiant prouder airs, trumpet's loudest blare Avoid the fowler's snare & tell 'em "fuck outta here My path shown in a mad zone, I'm belligerent Rap tomes knock the capstones right off the pyramid On a warhorse, cornerstore lords, with the cohorts Take no shorts, for my old sport Shoot the page when I'm vexed till the stress is done Young F. Scott chopped it up with Tesla's son My heavenly peace is melodies & beats Sativa in Tahiti & a gold Nefertiti piece Writing is dedicated, pen it out in seven hours Get it louder, chrono-elevated MegaPowers When recessions hit, aggression's quick, weapons lit I need a saint intercession when these questions hit Only constant is cess and brew & these records too Leafs & Raptors lose...well what else is new? Literally weighted, breath is bated, life's a waitin' room I need a jetpack, don't swim good, I just waded through Cold steel, cold hearts, I want the whole part No crumbs, down on his luck, Humphrey Bogart Hope's the only thing that's funded, blunts been confronted Fam and friends have said to me some incredily dumb shit Days are deplorable, keep the halo orbital On the way to peso, smoke one with the oracle Always Nautical, born under a full moon Livin' life, pawnin' all ya silverware, there is no spoon
7.
Nighthawks 03:13
Science of the manifested, more than a stack invested rap intrepid, less than a nanosecond get mad inventive In the age of drones, slaving loans, pay the toll Joe Carter, 93, see binery, Im aimin' home - leggo on a top flight, get peso from the cockfights Sun and star bloodline remind us that we gawdlike Southeast Asiatic lord and pharoah, nautical apparel So cavalier, this rapper here, hijack ya channel Ya moms givin' that rum cake, drinking that rum punch Changin' all fates you thinkin its dumb luck Ya dumbfucks get dumbstruck, they upchuck From some skunk, cyberpunks runnin amok, runnin' to goals, nonstop while punch drunk mental state I float off, laborin’ days, we work long I wrote on spit that Ill shit smooth talkers just choke on Nothing move without endz, y'know, All blessed by the scent of the dro Is you friend or you foe? Games to be sold, not to be told Hashin' like assassins, call to action for my faction Look - I am the Captain, finga wavin' at ya famine Bars is set, clippin' wings on jumbo jets Watch ya step, Run cassettes, droppin on these bountys, on my Boba Fett Cool runnin to and fro, obstacles be moveable Fuck them institutionals, molotovs to cubicles maintain a Buddha's patience They get the rude awakenin' Don't let ya supras chase ‘em Day in day out same shit I get out Day in day out Page in, I rip out Day in day out Cash in, I get out Day in day out same shit, I get out Ladi dadi, we'll crash ya party Bring the spices in & attract all the shawty's like
8.
Stonecutters 02:39
Let the crowd wave the air to mask the odour passin' over, hash and doujah, play Casanova to Sharapovas Backwoods mummified, rippin' out the guts Stickin' to my guns, small victories bringin' the funds my nationality is brutality On this cold earth; slow burn strategy's reality Learned from my pops, my ambition Time’s worth more than smack addictions, riches of wrapped Egyptians Old discussions in packed Hondas of turnin' karma Triple 7, zeros & commas, upon us If I listened to the herbs, I wouldn't be right here' In fly gear with my peers, Im Ali in Zaire Every show's a fisticuff, listen up, jig is up give It up, tell dames to giddy up In shitty venues & promoters on coca Im swingin' like a brown saint to sinner lady thats loca Can't be movin' horizontal, consider it Gospel mano-e-mano, small to colossal, they topple Working past part time & space so part space Teleportin' Delorean car chasin' thru stargates Gotta make them bankrolls widen Music to pound the rock with that PATFO guidance, its a science Praise the man of labours, sharper than sabres So educated, see the racist neighbors catchin' vapors We aint pushin rocks, we just heavin' boulders Life in Mortal Kombat, I got Sub-Zero shoulders Gettin' bent tho', ya’ll missed the memo The tempo, amaretto hold me down like it’s velcro Bombin' brick walls, now Im paintin' up a frescoe They treat my generation like the '94 Expos Rap is real, society's an act f'real Dont be standin' still for them traps that got Gatsby killed Woke up from a dream with the stonecutters creed.... Walking out my door with the stonecutters creed.... Go for gold, no other Whether cold or summer Hot knife thru butter Stonecutters
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Fresh Moroccan Spices, smuggled in trade routes Great tunes, Lebanese Blonde comin' from Beirut Asians work like dogs, word to Rob Ford Seasons get hit with harsh storms, still in top form leave ya battle hardened, Took the gamble option Passin' biddies In bird jackets that cackle often behaviour ill for the paper bills, Lo knit is razor steel walk with a bop like Rodney Dangerfield Pardon we blazin , my path aint nuthin' funny Fam travelled all these miles, make sure we livin' lovely Anti bummy & broke, splash money for somethin' to smoke Tryna cope, job hunt is a joke All a man needs is a chance, some Nautica fleeces & Champs Rap doctorate I keep it advanced Thinkin' like a king, workin' like a peasant Sidesteppin' women with weaves lookin' like MegaMan's helmet Thousand thoughts, I gotta focus No matter any solstice, fuck that sell ya soul shit Some tryin' days, business plan like a Bible page Ply the trade, come hell or high tidal waves 'Still marchin', hardheaded, hard hearted Carhartts, harken, blunt sparkin',untarnished From these arenas, loot the palace of the Caesars Word to Christ, Siddhartha, Shiva, the people yellin' Viva If love's a battlefield, better get ya shield up Shorty look for real love, I'm lookin' for that real bud Dream past the skyline and streetlamps Trife life & these tramps, grind time on these tracks Rhyme and the reason, nights gettin’ sleepless I be stuck in these pieces, I’m a sniper just breathin' Scott's at it, a top gallant, who plot rackets In yatcht jackets & daggerin' hot ratchets
10.
Who Jah bless, let no man curse. nuthin interferes with the grand work On a damn search with mad merch, philosophers stoned on a flat earth I'm just deep In thought, sittin' on top of the speakerbox. It's been one helluva equinox, & Im too sober, let the reefer talk Cold like the Everest snowpeak when the block had no heat for a whole weak .I be scrappin' like Domi, dappered-up Lo piece. that weather won't slow me. Warpath of a nomad, smokestacks when the dro passed, gimme the floor plan. Get in that tour van first glance, get beat with a singapore cane. Sandman with the Coors can Plus that Warren G, War & Peace, sorcery. You smokin' that dust fuck what you think. we rush till the doors bust, need more bucks . Wanted to play for the Majors, now with a team makin' these capers How we scheme workin' our labors, late night. Get the pape right, livin for the greater Ya need Jesus, Mohamed, Zoraster, professors, a rabbi & priest, monks, clerics, genies & Cupid to stop me from buildin' the ark, how many more cubits? Passin' the show & the provin', I know I be knowin', the seeds I be sowin' the trees to be rolled in...so one day, you'll know what the fuck we be doin' Thinkin' back survivin' unemployment line, nightshifts, unpaid overtime Prayed for a sign. Hell hath no fury when I go for mine If you talkin' risk, put ya money where ya mouth is,. rappin' the foulest gather the crowd from thousands of thousands, converting the doubted Uh huh, got that? Soundtracks to bounce back, gettin' bent off the forty, we on that quest for the glory shinin' armor went thru those trenches shorty Brave like Seminoles, prolly ethical, Knockin' ya pussys off pedestals puttin those pussys on pedestals, puffin on medicals, checkin' the decimals Ran thru the rounds of snakes, cheetahs, roaches, weasels, pelicans, rodents All elements we roam in, mind real heavy like an uzi loaded gamin' this shit like Bischoff, whole generation soo pissed off New enemies to GMOs & shit was good just a week ago need to get free from fallacies, degrees aint guarantees & tactically. we worked some ugly years to get paid so handsomely, Multiply ducats & pounds. Infinite life, you aint stuck in the ground throw half a peace sign, jetpack up to the clouds, I ain't dumbin' it down Build it up Break it down Do the math Connect the dots Uncouth shit, we troopin' Calculated, we movin'
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Make the bass smack the land Mash It back to one continent This novelist knock heads til Apocalypse, dip back to my sarcophagus Interlopers & dumb promoters get left in a shoulder sling, pluckin’ off vulture wings Stunts & blunts, got a right to hunt, let the poacher sing told to me by ODB rollin' bodi trees, how's supposed be Who wanna be an emcee, but not get paid to be a muthafuckin emcee?! The road is upon us. I’m cloaked in the armor. Lo sport and a parka Keep codes like Contra. then peace be upon ya
12.
Dusty Blues 02:27
Knock a pope & ayatollah by a high pagoda cloves & spice aromas burst from grindin' dojah. Stomp a cobra Noble savage, with the tactic, cue the ballad for the masses watch it happen, rapid, move the crowd like human traffick advancing at alarmin rate, gallivant at marchin pace Spirited tradition louie villain grinnin charmin' fate watch how the world turns . dough earned, that slow burn Push words & pro- verbs by good herb in gold urns Ill speech & bring trees, chill breeze In shit heat Rap game is Twin Peaks , Im pass makin' ends meet brain dont stop from stormin till i paid my mama mortgage harvest the crop & orchards, pray to God for better fortunes man of schemes, mad degrees, figure what a rapper mean every verse is made with letters cut from magazines Damn you herbs better state ya name rank & bizness ya shit confused like rockin kobe jersey with a yankee fitted .Hell to pay no heads up, got tanqueray get bent up Sativa haze get sent up, I’m LJ with the L’s up ease the writer stress, bless, cess & the bag is sticky all the biddies dance & prance from here to Magic City Dogheaded like Anubis.. turn a nun to a nudist pushin' rap from the sewage, duncecap for you stooges Switzerland fatigues, greener than Belize, up in East Afrique Eat it up & beat, read it up & weep Dash it in the Polo cape, dolo & I rode the wave Catch me at the Sole Xchange, Dusty Rhodes promo game Blood. Sweat. Kill Fears.

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Taking inspiration from an Ol’ Dirty Bastard rhyme & the novel by Alexander Dumas, Monte Cristo is a 12 track journal chronicling late smokey nights, the daily grind for paper & intoxicated meditations on the pursuit of the good life.

With production handled by Justunlimited, ELMNT, Don Know & DJ TooM; collaborative features with HuNu, Rez Raida, Jaff Daniels, Colonel Clockwork & Lord Fury; Scott Ramirez has forged a dusty audio journey from hallowed rap traditions, breakbeats & 808s.

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released November 24, 2015

Lyrics by: Scott Ramirez
Producers: Justunlimited, ELMNT, Don Know, DJ TooM
Featured Vocals: HuNu, Rez Raida, Don Know, Jaff Daniels, Colonel Clockwork, Lord Fury
Trumpet: Rudy Kwaku
Recorded & mixed at Tabernacle321
Engineer: DJ Mercilless
Front Cover Photography: Victoria Charko
Layout Photography: Farooq Ahmed
Art Direction/Design: Scott Ramirez

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