food and steez to the victims

[dismalfuture]

Kunkseventy-five, teegseventy-six

seventy-seven pairs of black hightop dunk Ricks

All immaculately laced, Seventy Eight shoes

He make sure his kicks are pretty before he go cruise for dus

[ktothe]

I feel like i should sue each and every one of you for taking my quote to places it should have never gone.

[dismalfuture]

DEE DEE EM EL we call him the Dunk Phantom

E-suicide victims ghostin' and posting all random

All dogs go to heaven, said David Koresh

But I choose to live life, like my nigga Rajesh

[julzkind]

tryin to help you out now

gettn that post count to 5 thou

the ppl know what its about

food and steez they were without

like a modern day jesus

they feel like its a rebirth

dismal future

more like my tutor

[denimdestroyedmylife]

:hack:

let me clear my...

zen-zen-zen-zen-zen

Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen

Zen zen-zen, ZEN zen zen ZEN zen zen

Zen zen, ZEN zen zen-zen

Zen-zen-zen, ZEN zen ZEN zen

Here we go, here we here we here we go

Zen zen-zen, ZEN zen zen ZEN zen zen

Zen zen, ZEN zen zen-zen

Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen

Let the poppers pop, and the breakers break

Then zen-zen-zen-zen-zen

Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen

Two years ago, a friend of mine

Zen zen, ZEN zen, zen-zen zen-zen...

[bouwnt]

more like my tutor

said get it straight, i just get madd brains -- no tutor

big tongues, get madd licks -- no Luthor

who needs to re-up?

on what dismal's supplyin

taco trucks don't fuck with us

like an iron hymen

just give me the work, and i'll be at the diamond

pitchin cuervos to cholos, like i'm nolan ryan

[dismalfuture]

Re-up the supplies? Failure is not an option

Ask Mr. Boolywood, we up in jap auctions

Bringing steez to these victims, it's all for a cause

The one where we be givin all the beezys sore jaws

[jeepster]

failure's never an option

and you'll see where i got 'em

re-upped from the hood where i bought 'em

gonna see the food and the steez knockin

so we can up the level

of this clever devil

an intercourse of words

lets step to the birds

or as we call them hoe's "dykes"

fuckin says the kike

sufu's own judas, but i gotta do this

drop steez like a doofus

drop food like i poo-this

my flow is fixin

for a very long mission

of revised editions

of many remissions

so we get the food, and we get the steez

we get the hype and we never say please

just gimme the RO, just gimme ann d

don't fuck around, or i'll be inclined to drop thee

we buy up uniqlo, and sell off the rest

hustlin back to lurkers

sufu's very best

[bouwnt]

.

hahahah

you're so white. i love it

[jeepster]

hahahah

you're so white. i love it

white is as white does

wonderbread mayne

whitey's got the money kid, whitey's always got the plan

corporate fat cats,

government bail-outs

enough billions to buy the whole sale rack

century twenty first

maybe full of RO

mayne im pushin claritin

shits got to go

need to robokopp like the professor did say

coppin more and more and more

as if there was no other way

suburbs straight out the urban

slighty suburban, no turbans

mrip approved for sure then

middle east conflicts are brewin

so as we orchestrate the end

of the world as we know it

white people still kickin it

and the moneys overflowin

god im getting sloppy.

[dismalfuture]

We got Matisyahu and Yahoo Japan

Like goldengloves pullin scams

Nigga this nigga that, and talkin about fam

[DüM]

a trillionaire, I'm a young money trillionaire,

my cp's tougher than siberian bears,

my kunks compared to your dunks just isn't fair,

trillset doesn't fucking care,

about your motherfucking affairs,

we're having fucking affairs,

with your mother in here,

don't make me cum in her hair,

we some beasts we some dogs,

we some motherfucking monsters,

ok you're a goon but whats a goon to a LOBSTER,

LOBSTER ROLLING BLUNTS

TRILLSET BITCH

[dismalfuture]

Lobster rollin blunts, lobster knife fights

Crustaceans doing hood thangs every damn night

Damn it feels good, to be a king crab

Pinchin on the ass of Sufu's Arab

[jeepster]

Lobster rollin blunts, lobster knife fights

Crustaceans doing hood thangs every damn night

Damn it feels good, to be a king crab

Pinchin on the ass of Sufu's Arab

Monkey knife fights, Parliament light nights

Hip to be lights, aight? Gonna check the tights, Mike

Lowery might check in, he might feel the need to spin

a few off-lines to promote the sin

of making faux-pas down in Toyko, internationally jet-settin'

We may eat, sleep, breath jawns

but we get tired and tired is wrong

cut a few lines, poach a few tails

drinks are on me, I'm the motherfuckin Duke of Whales

White as can be, some sort of royalty

not a Sultan like MRIP, but constantly supplying drip

to keep the people happy, to stave of the dreads of nappy

to move to floor to something infinitely more dappy

than a bargain bin at Daffy's.

So place your bets on Maine's finest

Crustacean sword play is why this

rap is taking a minus

on my already taxed sinus

straight to my brain, Linus

security blanket can't blind us

we can see for miles behind us

give them the blades, no more money to buy this.

[dismalfuture]

motley steez cru, on this site called sufu

OMC talkin about the merits of newly reborn J. Crew

Like how he do, oxford shirts and suede shoes

I hand this verse back to the six seven jew

[salaryman]

Need to up my post count, so here's a couple bars.

Bringing steez to you victims, fine wines, cigars.

You kids rap straight remedial, always hyping your jawns.

Bought this, sold that, recent purchase yawns.

You made up a thread to appreciate white broads.

But can't say bad words or you'll anger the gods....make that supermods.

You tell all your sins in a superconfessional booth.

But when I see your WAYWT I know the truth.

Only some of you got style, and even less got steez.

Bring better rhymes, challenge me please.

I'll hijack this thread, pan am flight one ten.

Salary's back, it's a wrap again.

[julzkind]

the only one to hijack is sufu's arab

but we can make this one a collab

salaryman and julzkind bumping up post counts

so when we post, so do our +rep amounts

on some reppin ass shit

and i got me a nice little green clit

on some aladdin shit 24-7

riding my magic carpet into 7-11

[salaryman]

Salary x Julz, this collabo's a game stopper.

I'm rich and she's arab, its like oil sheik proper.

You must spread reputation before blowing us again.

Julz pop smuggles gold, and I traffic yen.

Get in line, join the fan club, now taking applications.

Watch me tap Persian ass, multi-ethnic relations.

[dismalfuture]

S-man how long you staying in the city of freaks?

Cuz i am coming tomorrow, and again in a couple of weeks

Ganban night? Hows that? sufu meet for the plebes?

Teach these niggas to roll, to bring food and steez

[geekbonchic]

I'm trading Rick for Ann and I'm trading Ann for Dries,

The copping and the shopping got me rollin' in steez.

My closet's overflowing, my wallet's too thick;

This wardrobe is so illin', you might start feelin' sick.

We buy the next collection before it hits the stores.

And while you ask 'bout restocks, we walkin' out them doors.

You drooling over Dior, but we know that game is played.

Now shut up new members, your whinin' won't get you laid.

[dismalfuture]

How you gonna trade Dries, for Ann or Rick Owens?

And how you gonna write fashion-centered poems?

We internet tough guys, this shit is classic misogyny

Don't you remember that thread bout CEE PEES?

[salaryman]

Dismal my man, I can't escape this place.

Thought I was leaving, but I like the rat race.

I'll be here a while, not sure til when.

Are you really here tomorrow? lets go out and sin.

Ganban sounds fun, but I already made plans.

Some kinda rave, in the forest of Japans.

Maybe I should cancel though, and party with you guys.

Steez to the victims, I'll bring supplies.

[sistersuzie]

they wanna bring supply

they askin' me how high?

from up and down

the world and around

steezin' all over

but you're already game over

[youkinorn2]

I came into this thread knowing not what to expect

but now I see weak raps, make me wanna hit eject.

All you gots to do is rock some rhymes with jawns,

don't you like my fubu boots made from the skins of fawns?

Or how about my new patent leather black Sperries

with my hood and drapey cardi made by who? Fred Perry.

This shit is so fire, be careful, might singe ya.

Whatchu think I call it? Mothafucking golfninja.

Now all this ain't to hate, I gotta pay my dues

just tryin to share a verse with my homies and sufoos.

I come with the realest, hope you like how I kicks 'em.

And last, but not least, food and steez to the victims.

Peace to the zulu nation.

[dismalfuture]

Thanks for your verse, Dwight Yoakam lookalike

I'm hot soaking bitches' denims, like sufu's resident dyke

yeah beatle, who fucks cheep, the guy with two tykes

I be throwin punches from my virtual mic

[cheep]

fuck the victims, yall the ones who need steez

i got that organic green tea and a whole bunch of cheese

whole bunch of denim, evisu and lees

whole bunch of dirty stained white tees

motherfucker im the illest, style second to none

and you know im the realest, more clout than a gun

when i do it in the streets never doing it for fun

see i do it to eat, the hustle never done

you see, pussys, i lick em

your bitch, i trick em

like a JP proxy, EMS is pickin up the victims

[kunk75]

victims need steez, rock the fucking bells

y'all living on canned tuna, i'm rocking RAF in XXl

superficial motherfuckers, haters call me old and bald

but they just hurt i fucked their mommas and then i never called

[dismalfuture]

denim don't equal stee, you know damn well better than that

shit is superfuture hype, like Supreme mini ball bats

5 panel box caps, you'd better give up on rap

And go back to one-handed typing, and getting your faps

[dismalfuture]

I'll remember to call kunk, and 78

When I need to furnish my house, with Raf Simons drapes

XXL clothes is like ya mommas moomoo

And I'm A KING of these raps, like Desmond Tutu

[youkinorn2]

They love to hear the story, again and again

of how it all got started with some samurai jins

what used to be dope's now a serious sin

you like my new jeans? wack ass thin finns

you see, I got my left hand

twills

in my right hand

bills

scopin supermarket

steals

while my flow still

kills

Now enough about my pants

In my doubleworks actin shady.

Your girl's fit me pretty well

she's fuckin three times a lady.