Skitzo Please

by **Rain Matrix** » Oct 10th, '06, 08:36

Damn-Skitzo-Take-Her-Panties. Man-Official-Faker-Pansies. I Slap-More-Bitch. Could Tap-Your-Bitch. Adaptor-Snitch. Befuddled-His-Whore-Naked-Son. Cuddled-With-Your-Mom-Making-Love. But-You-Do-Gay-Porn. Slut-Glued-To-A-Unicorn. Your-Pops-Floor-Glass-Vibrator. Ya Door-Locked It's in Your-Ass-By-Later. Your-Boyfriend-Bony. Score-Toy-Pretend-Pony. Missed like a Snitch. Easy to Dis like a Trick. Did I hear a Trick-Cry. Not your mom. You, your far from Dick-Shy. No-Contest-Votes. Skitzo's Homo-Conquest-Exposed.!!!!!!!!!!!!

:'(

by **skitzophrenick916** » Oct 10th, '06, 16:58

i wuld reply 2 u but i kant understand wut tha fucc u wrote tha structure is so fucced up but do u got nothin better 2 du than beef w/ me? i mean damn son u been on mi dick since u registered to this site. u lyk me or some shit cuz if u do u kuld get at me nd ill nut in u real quicc it aint nothin but a thing

by **.Giorgo.** » Oct 10th, '06, 17:52

Yo, that are some very nice multies. But work on ur structure.
Make sentenses like this :
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Not like this :
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Example :
My rhymes go intro ur brain like a bullet.
Yeah, that's fast mo'fucker, u have the chance, run it.

And put the rhymes in the bold.
But nice flow and rhymes, just work on your structure.

by **skitzophrenick916** » Oct 11th, '06, 01:02

why u givin this fagget tips he needs to realize that shit talkin isnt gonna gain no respect

by **Block** » Oct 11th, '06, 01:11

skitzophrenick916 wrote:why u givin this fagget tips he needs to realize that shit talkin isnt gonna gain no respect

It does if you back it up.. look at me

by **skitzophrenick916** » Oct 11th, '06, 01:22

do u see him baccin his shit up tho hes weak nd writes some dumb shit, idk y tha fucc hes gonna attack me but w/e ey checc tha battle of me nd marth didnt knobody vote so get at me ight
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by **Rain Matrix** » Oct 11th, '06, 07:17

Skitzo's death. This ho spent. Envisioning fate. Hits stinging late. Listen snake. Your dissing an ace. Be visting those gates. Like a mission date. Most devilish rymes weak. Missing in hades. Somewhere lifting weights. Switching pace. Bitching is 2nd rate. Sipping hate. You dripping mate. I'm REWORKING THE TRUTH. Your misplaced. Cause your shit's fake. Trick please. Trick erased. Your flow is wishing based. hoping I don't trip him like. I slipped him laced. This friction played. My prediction trace. You might be the ony bitch here. You diss the world when you look in a mirror. Retard learn. Be concerned. Get redeemed or burned. Revolving turn. Rolaids won't stop this. Heart burn.

[-X

by **skitzophrenick916** » Oct 11th, '06, 16:05

wut ru doin? u discrasin urself

by **Rain Matrix** » Oct 12th, '06, 01:23

Myself doing fine. Hold your own. You need help moving lines. Like a snowman at the north pole. Trip out. Slip of the mouth. Is what your about. Snitches like you send a snowman south. Yeah spin it. I'm grinning. Grinding and winning. Designing and concealing. Yous scared. Cuz your Whining and squeeling. Grab a piggy by a tail. I'll fry you like bacon. Why do you dis and tell. In San Fran I'll kill you like a "Bay Con".

:wave:

by **skitzophrenick916** » Oct 12th, '06, 01:34

i am a snoman holdin coke on tha corner call me tha dope man/
ima hang rain man lyk a chain from mi neck and leave his guts dangelin/
u wanna fucc w/ me bitch? nah never that, i leave u dumped in a ditch w/ mi hand prints all over the baseball bat that got ya head smashed in/
wut is u stupid or u juz high on smack think u kuld diss me? call me fagget baby i know u wanna kiss me/
while we at it tho u need 2 leave mi dick be, i havnt had a minute 2 miself since u got on this, give me liberty! ....
or give me death, fuccin pip squeak now becuz of u ill never be free till tha words of skitzophenick is to be pronounced history!

by **Rain Matrix** » Oct 12th, '06, 04:16

You sip your coke with no rum. Standing on a corner. Money making no sum. Your not even the dope boy. You Need to grow some. Your out of hope "toy balls". You need to grow some. I burn your crib down. Give you a pound. Till you to get on your feet. Give you a UFC pound. Till your dead on your feet. At your residence. Or in the street. It dosn't matter to me. They'll be no evidence. You should retreat man. It's easy to see. Laid out like a plan concieved. No rolaid for this heart burn remember. Your about to get relieved.

by **skitzophrenick916** » Oct 12th, '06, 04:29

lyk i sed an eminem inpersonator

you gotta smart mouth for a dumb ass, with no knoledge and no structure which means u need help fast/
ask 4 mi asistence tha result givin is similar 2 a fatal car crash, u cant rap bitch quit is that too much 2 ask?
im so sicc of fuccin amatures lyk u puttin on an eminem mask, blastin "loose yaself" and writin similar shit u think is as dope as____/
well me... since u a slim fan, ill let everyone no that his song dedicated 2 me wuz originally skitz till Em switched it 2 stan/
he wrote me but i thought this bitch wuz either drunk or retarded, so i gav him tha benifit of tha doubt, read his shit then discarded/

by **Rain Matrix** » Oct 14th, '06, 01:26

If your style mistaken it's better than you not having one.

by **skitzophrenick916** » Oct 16th, '06, 16:10

by **Rain Matrix** » Oct 16th, '06, 18:25

Me quit, yous Trippen. You See shit, dude Listen.
You move like a Snail-Clan.. I pick up your posts like a Mail-Man.

I reply, Learn-You-Pretender. Then I Return-To-Sender.
I smoke out your lines like Bud. My rymes Flood. Your stuck in the Mud.

How will Rain-Manage. Skitzo's got Brain-Damage. Most of blown his lid. I dumped so many loads in your mom. Your probably my kid. Now look at what you did. Why couldn't you have been born with S.I.D.S. Amnesia from punches. So even in Mans-Lesiure he Runs From-Fists

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