Diss the bitch above you!!!

[RoX-aka-kgh]

you talk with a hard tone, or do you just bark for a bone
from the funeral home i can have you parked under a tomb stone
call you fido, cuz you sniff out niggas for five-o
you homo ho, a professional dick sucker, givin blows for pro-bono
you do gay promos, lookin for dildos playin the gay version of marco polo
i can make you move in slow-mo, melt ya like a marshmellow in hot coco
fuck the po po, ROX is loco kill this pussy nigga solo
I can help you meet def i aint talkin so so
all real wit a pill in the side of his volvo

[M Pulsive]

ROX


Its the cock licker, that drops quicker
Verses than pac triggered a war that ended Rox bitter
U aint no hard hitter, Ur shit aint even wanksta
Its puttin ur own sexualality in some immeidate danger
Sayin gay shit ever time, u cant even taste clit
Basic ass faggot, rather go out and blaze dick
He needs it like a cigarret, its like nicotine
Change that name from Rox to the tickling Pickle Queen
Caz all u do is tickle wee wees, till they pee pee
All over ur face with white stuff, when they skeet skeet
U like it, opening ur mouth for the money shot
Have ur veins in ur fucken neck running clot

[APH0R~1ST]

M Pulsive

R u sure that your text will get Rox in a spasm
Your whole rap was filled with peversion
I couldn't tell if you wrote the rap as a way to talk trash, or if your havin an orgasm
Or maybe it's just a diversion
So you get away with adding more posts in your record
Rox can be as gay as he want's, but they I see it is that both of your gender patterns are checkered
(You're both just a bunch of cross-dressers)

[Truth]

so ur flows is nothin but pure garbage/
when i first read it i said is he just dumb or is this man ratarded/
he couldn't spit a hot verse even if he had hallitocis/
but them hollow tips a part his chest like i was moses/
yet u continue to talk like ur shit is hot in the streets/
u could take a shit on the asphalt wit yo ass on fire and yo shit woudn't be hot in the streets/
you a youngin wit no chance of livin the dream/
and i ain't krispe but ask yo gurl i deliver the creme/bitch

[Seyance]

Crowds chantin whos dull- hearin punchlines you pull..
Because when i say im wack, im really just being truth-full..