Ruthless

Let Me Start With Grabin My techs and nines, bats and knives, come at us WarLords with sour faced and We'll Disconnectt ya spine..
We the Rhymin Lords stay cripplin' emcees who's the next in line, I'll spit two bars that'll shatter all ya bullshit rhymes...
RuthLesS the only cat you find on his grind, Ah tru street nigga I feed off crime and smokin fat stress dimes...
Lyrical devastation once i spit on ah track, Have em comin back for more findin fo my Textuals like crack..
Put tha nine on ya back like ya wearin ah McNair jersey, Titan (tighten) ya defenses cause i'll scramble ya block when i touchdown....
you'll get bucked down for spitten at WarLord, I'll dismantle unliterate emcees who keep spitten they written re-runs(biters)...
fuck A fag quik, I'll rip ya ass up outta ya mouth so you can spit raw shit, Dump wit ah full clip always keep em hallow...
My boys Lunk N Tpound chop ya bitch ass in tha throat when They spit, makin There lyric's too hard for you to swallow...

T_pound

If you're ready for war then nigga stand in line/
If not i suggest you hand over the nine/
Watch as they rust when i bust freely/
Obviously their blind coz they never see me/
A lyrical miracle,hallucinating when im high/
Got only two choices nigga,either ride or die
If you chose to ride then you can roll wit this thug/
If you chose to die then your grave is dug/
Catch a hot slug from a niggaz mack10/
When we get to blastin aint no coming back then/
Seen so many tears as a boy i rise and fall/
Many homies have had funerals,ive been to them all/
Consoled their mothers whilst arguing wit their brothers/
Told him to get out tha game but he listened to you suckers/
Now hes dead,17 years old and never tasted life/
Never settled down or chose his future wife/
I feel your strife believe me ive been through this shit/
But il continue to roll niggaz up like a blunt n take a hit/
Spit em out like seeds i had to do my deeds/
This is my block n we got kids to feed,girls wit needs/
Take a shot to the kranium for my niggaz that roll/
Thugs slangin rocks soon as they get out on parole/
Shit they goin straight back to the pen,confined behind bars/
Niggaz know im so ill,shit they think ive got S.A.R.S/
I know one day il be knockin at the devils door/
So wassup you niggaz,you ready for war?/

LunkHead

i'm constantly, shakin these haters off of me
aint no stoppin me like worn out brake pads
i've sworn to break backs, man i never fake raps
reppin WARLORDS and its a catastrophe
the way we rip ya anatomy to dismantle ya strategy
destroyin bitch crews cause i'm hard like i got a cast on me
go ahead and break my bones but they heal with the quickness of wolverine
you can say i roll the weed cause i rap dope
and the oppositions must toke cause i leave cats smoked
i slap folks who try to diss
all they've done is tried and miss
man you can't step to this cause you'll get dropped like lyrical sword did
when you hear us commin that means your gettin an earful of more jizz
kickin biblical rhymes, you can say we spit in churches
leavin scripts inverted
compared to us.......GOD is imperfect
cause we the WARLORDS, we throw swords
and destroy eardrums like close range blow horns


yo lets get some feedback. if you could put fav line from each verse that would be great.......gracias