Brell Mile

[Talazar Shadowhawk]

peeps

From CNN: Scientists: Soft, chewy Peeps nearly indestructible

[Freecare Spiritwise]

Hahaha ok that was funny. I think once the military figures out how to attach them to the M-1 Abrams tank, they will see their market share skyrocket.

[Mystikefini Ali]

Gwildor has talent, and Eme's rhymes make me hot
I remember Croinc sleepin' on my couch... I remember beggin' bitches to fuck him.

[GwildorBertanzetti]

Once again, back at the Brell Mile
Get those keyboards in the air, muthafucker smile!
So Lisset plays on Stormhammer for like 40 bucks
He can afford it, you can't, and he sucks?
Or maybe you can afford it, and just don't care
But he does, and that's why he transfered there
How does it affect you? Why does it matter?
Why don't you raise the fuck up outa here with all that chatter?
And of course not everyone sees things the same way as he does
That's why it's a rants board, that's what it's about, that's why there's a buzz
We come together, with different views
We pick and choose, we win and lose

It's a fourteen page party here at the Brell Mile
Comin back from page six, it's been awhile
Pages and pages of bullshit, that's what we read?
And attention whoring, that's what we need?
With a "few select people" for social placement?
What the fuck is with you? It's entertainment
Yes, Relbeek owns it, and the mods moderate
But it's us posters that have the make or break
Without us there'd be no Brell Rants
Yet you think those 'few' guide us like ants?

We've got one more day for the Brell Mile
Why doesn't everyone just join the pile?
I was really hopeing to see Thoric let loose
To bust a mad flow, cook someones goose
And where is Arkaron? Get with the beat
Tell us about all the Druids you eat
'Cause don't you know? Wood Elf, it's for dinner
Throw it in a pot, wait for it to simmer
I'm also waiting for HULK FIND RAP
All mean~N~green, with a backwards cap
And where, oh fuckin' where is Space Ghost?
I'll bet he's got a different flow than most
So come on people, get in the game
Miss it and you'll only have yourself to blame

[Gelly kitty]

At this point I'de be happy to have Eme wax poetic about Laylee again. See we run it through a very good text to speach synth with a sqeaky cute voice and a little dance mix music in background music playen. Then frolick like bunnies untill the morning alarmclock goes off. <shudder>

<no bunnies were harmed in the lesbian passion festival that ensued>

Cheers

[Jarochai Alabaster]

I'm also waiting for HULK FIND RAP

Gwildor, if I've never meant it before, I mean it now when I say <3

[EndevorDaSlackah]

Oh look it's Gwildor, another bitch steppin to the mic
After these last few pages, I finally learned how to spell dyke
It's not that I can't afford it, it's just that it's not worth it
I wouldn't want myself to be better in a game and become a fat tub of shit

That's these peoples problems, thinkin this game is life
Well wake the fuck up, it isn't, and now you can't find a wife
And yes, most of this shit is boring with people labeled the attention whore
Except for the Brell Mile, this one don't make me bore

Of course people gonna like you better then me, I'm the new guy
You might as well just jump in the pan yourself, it's your time to fry
Entertainment? Please! Would you go over and over to the same show?
Cause that's what this shits like, more fuel for my lyricol flow

Steppin up to me was your biggest mistake
Crack at your crazy dumb rhymes, they so easy to break
Your style is lackin, you better get some schoolin
Cause this is my palace son and it is I that is rulein


Endevor

[Partha]

Listen, Endevor, you're just another dumb rap clown
Call it a palace? I gave it the smack down
On the ground
Masterful sound
That knocked your house down
Dropped the rhyme bombs that blew up your whole town

Because I was ballin'
Shot callin'
Lyrical treys fallin'
That timeout you callin'?
That's just stallin'
While you sit there squallin'

Own the game like I'm KG
Even bringin' it PG!
Bring a squeegee
You gotta clean your windshield to see me

'Cause I'm lappin'
All of you peeps that are rappin'
My lyric snappin'
You in the pits sayin' "What Happened?'

In tryin' to impress
You merely got undressed
There's no legal redress
I left you in a cryin' mess
Confess
Like Frozzen about who's best

You're all filler
No killer
Just like Phyllis Diller
You're no MJ, just another Oliver Miller

And I can't stop
'Til you drop
Just like a bad cop
Put your weak game in a lyrical chop shop

Sold it for parts, I'm not chargin' for labor
A favor
To you, my Brellian neighbor
With no flavor

Now this is ending
And I'm sending
You, the rhyme hospital, mending
I'm intending
To take the five large that Infamous is vending
And spending
Or if I feel generous, lending........

[Robyn the Ranger]

Bitch, Please, ya wanna-be-pimp
you know your ass is weak like a dick gone limp
Postin up here like you know it all
you didn't learn shit in school, you were always in the hall

Why don't you two cut the foreplay
Get naked, get together, we all know you wanna be gay
your lyrics are nothing but pick up lines
cuz you wanna get up in each others behinds

yeah, this rap's lame, i admit it just the same
but i'm sayin what we all think, just to try to stay sane
End and Partha, y'all gonna hook up soon?
We know you both wanna call each other your "Baby Boo"

[EndevorDaSlackah]

Ut oh, Martha startin it up again
I'll come to your house, smear your blood in your den
You're rhymes never flow
As often as Im smokin some dro
And that's all the time, 24/7
Sittin in hell, wishin you were in heaven

You're right, I do have to clean my windshield to see you
There's blood all over it, each battle you blew
You sure your name is Martha? Im thinkin it's Vanilla Ice
Cause the rhymes you just said were as plain as white rice
I showed you up many more times then just twice

Oh god, now it's Robyn
After this beatin your face will be throbbin
Lost count of the punches im lobbin
So ugly, just like the green goblin

Callin us gay when you playin a ranger
Your shit is unkown, just like a big stranger
You crossed the line now, prepare for the danger
A perfect punchin bag to release all my anger

Thank god the third time is when you finally quit
Cause all the dumb shit you did in EQ, it's got me to admit
Your ass fallin down just hit after hit
My lyricol bomb blew up on you, after the fuse that was lit


Endevor

[Robyn the Ranger]

You make fun because i played a ranger?
I'll switch it up on ya like a 6-disc changer
You play a monk, what's up with your head?
At least i had skills, all you do is play dead!

Have fun playin EverCrack
Or when Martha-Partha's sploogin' on your back
I'll be chillin in real life
Mackin on your sister, your mom, even your neighbor's wife

Have fun while you're typin with one hand
Strokin it to the words of a "reallyamale" in gamer land
I'm not knockin all the gamers, callin' 'em a fool
I'm just knockin on you, cuz you're the big tool



( didn't realize it'd be this fun.. heh )

[EndevorDaSlackah]

Man, look at this, get ya facts straight
I been outta the game for some time now, ragin with hate
You aint got no real life cause you post here every day
And I take it you aint got no vocab by the overuse of the word gay

Don't make me reveal
That Zetra aint real
Cause you been cyberin with a man
Oh shit that was not seen commin, time to remake your plan

And hey if you wanna mack it to my 48 year old mom, that's all you
But when you doin it just make sure that you don't spew
Callin me a tool when you lie and say bling-bling
But in real life you aint got a thing-thing

Go back to work, DJ'ing Nysnc
And on the way home don't forget to listen to Pink
Throwin more shit at you in just one blink
This shit must be hard for you, as it requires you to think


Endevor

[Partha]

Show me up? I'd like to know how you thought so
With unsolid rhymes and a game that was no-show
Think I'll just call you MC Add Water
'cause your flow, like your game, was a total non-starter
That's what I expect from a cat who's a basehead
Too dumb to know his rap game, it was born dead
Tokin' all the time left you feeling godlike
But that feeling ended when Partha stepped to the mic
With lyrical bombs like a MOAB I'm dropping
Makin' the verbal wallflowers start hopping
Your jaw dropping
'Cause you know you got outskilled
DNA's showing it was YOUR blood that got spilled
You shoulda known better, that mixin' Early Times
And weed was the cause, not the cure, for your rap crimes
Partha's the judge, executioner, jury
I lay down the sentence with a musical fury
I sentence you to listen to old MC Hammer
Until you get rid of that virtual stammer!

[EndevorDaSlackah]

Why listen to MC Hammer when I can listen to you?
You embaressed yourself and now you try for me too?
Bitch that will never in this world happen
Cause when Im done rappin the people start clappin
And your bitch ass starts runnin cause its my time to start cappin

Haha, that's funny, MC Add Water
This aint your battle son, it's my slaughter
How was it my blood that spilled
When you were the one that was killed
By the looks of your head, with lead it was filled

Im better at rappin
Cant dodge this bitch slappin
And now im callin you out
Take you out wit no doubt

You just mah slave bitch, get back to work on my plantation
Just a lonely kid, no girls, overusin masterbation
Name your right hand Handgela and you left Rosey Palms
Now im really started, droppin atomic bombs

Im sick of yo rhymin
Your pathetic one linin
I'll be nice and give you to the count of 1, 2, 3
To run from this deadly lyrical killingspree


Endevor

[Partha]

Listen here, chump, only way that you'll get paid
Is pick up a hooker to get Infamous laid
Those atomic bombs that you thought that you sprayed
Was the weakest act of rap that I've seen in a decade

I gotta admit, Endevor, that you surpised me
Never thought you were the type that could count to 3
Sesame Street must have really been helpin' out
Still couldn't save you from the lyrical knockout

Your rhymes? They got pronouced Dead On Arrival
They came to the game much too weak for survival
And before you even think about a lyric revival
Your ill skills are worse than that cartoon mouse, Fievel!

I couldn't take lead from weak rhymes that are second-rate
Your phaser's on Stun, but mine's set to Disintegrate
Tell me to run? Sucker, know that it's too late
Walkin' over your tombstone is my musical mandate

Pack up your remains, take 'em back to your high school
Warn alla your playmates This could happen to you!

[Minute]

Don't make me reveal
That Zetra aint real
Cause you been cyberin with a man
Oh shit that was not seen commin, time to remake your plan

OMFG... HAHAHAHA

Zetra pretended to be a girl the whole time of EQ and then later revealed that (s)he was a gay guy IRL. Though I probably shouldn't laugh too hard, I'm sure I've tried to get into the pantis of a great many cross dressers. He'll I probably would have tried to hump Lisset if (s)he wasn't such a bitch.

[EndevorDaSlackah]

When you gonna give it up and quit tryin
Before I make this shit real and your really start cryin
Knock you down to the street so fast and start curbin your face
Stop this weak uprising, I put the bitch in his place

You're runnin low on time
Not to mention you need to learn how to rhyme
Cause man, you're shit hasnt scratched me
Look I can do it again! 1, 2, 3. Don't you wish you were just like me?
After this boot to the face, how well could you be?

Half these rhymes I wrote I was fucked up and still I still did better then you ever did
When you saw me commin, you couldnt think of battlin, so you went and hid
Tryin to evade my lyrical skills
I already broke your legs, you cant even run for the hills

Look I even got Minute laughin at my rhymin
I'm already on the top and your bitch ass still climbin
Thinkin in your head that you're some leet fuckin rhymer
If you tried a career you'd be just another one timer

And to reverse your own shit, the only time you'll get laid
Is when you sleep wit a guy, askin when you gonna get paid
People tell me I should go easy on you, you're just a young fawn
You be home in bed, while im clubbin till dawn


Endevor

[Partha]

Here I come again
The Rap King of the Brellians
Puttin' down suckers
Tryin' lyrical rebellions

Pasty-skinned playas with the virtual ballbats
Runnin' like Owens when I pull out the rhyme gats
Poppin' def bullets in the usual rap rats
Like Chuck Connors, and I'll be rakin' in much plats

Here's a little something you're better off knowin'
When I came into this game, I started showin'
That when gangsta rap insults begin to start slowin'
That's when Big Willie Style keeps the beats flowin'

Doin' it like Will Smith gave me a mission
What was it? Nothin' hard like nuclear fission
There's no four letter words you need to be dishin'
To make musical half-court shots that are swishin'

Of course, if I need it, I can come with the beatdown
On any wack sucker who thinks he can throw down
Be like Marino, thowing the lyrical touchdown
Makin' gangsta MC's wish they were up to the rundown

And here's a little sidenote for the final judge Infamous
For when he gets off of the lame MC short bus
Amazed at my name spelled with a trio of couplets?
Did you see my reply, I did his in septuplet!

I rhyme in the twos and the threes, fours, and sevens
We were playing the dozens, but they was rollin' elevens
Not enough game there to bring home the bacon
Not enough leg to match prose steps I'm takin'

To all my enemies, this was a lotta' fun
Removin' you all with my lyrical supergun
But it was nice, all of us with our time in the sun
Now we'll sit back and see which of us REALLY won!

[Freecare Spiritwise]

Yeah this thread was great fun,
Doesn't really matter who won,
Cause we all had a good time,
Talking smack with our rhymes,
Releasing all our agression,
In one rhyming bitch session.

Once again it was fun,
But stick a fork in this thread,
Because it's done,
So I'm sorry if I dissed ya,
Cause this was way more cool,
Than 30 pages about Marissa!

So let's all have a guinness,
And rememeber what Tony says,
Nothing personal, just business.
So to everyone who posted here,
You have my respect at the very least,
You all did a great job,
Freecare said it, I'm out, PEACE.

[Riggen]

Hey look it's Infamous!
Ya think he's got it in for us?
Too bad he failized to real
that the truth of the deal
is that our leader's ALWAYS been Pyrennius.

Yup Olim was an officer.
So I'm tellin you get off it sir.
Cause ya look like a fool
and it ain't all that cool
when your info's nothin but a fuckin slur.