#Bruiser Brigade

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Today in Hip Hop History:

Danny Brown was born March 16, 1981

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Old school Danny Brown. ⚫️🟡🎤🎧(mixed media collage on paper)🥁🎸

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Track of the day // ZelooperZ - Smearious

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The Listening Sesh: Bruiser Wolf - My Story Got Stories

http://www.thecryptonline.com Vega from The HipHopHeads Podcast brings you a new episode of The Listening Sesh. This episode we review Bruiser Wolf’s new album My Story Got Stories. How does The Bruiser Brigade MC do on his 2nd album? Tune in to find out and also Subscribe to The HipHopHeads Podcast. Below is the video version, feel free to subscribe to our YouTube channel.

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Peggy + Bruiser Brigade

"For about a year i practiced with the SP-404. I'm proud that i got to make some fire shit from the time i spent with this machine & my favorite rapper. You can call this a practice session. This is what we would sound like in the 90s with no pro tools. I'm done using the 404 now."

released March 24, 2023

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Today in Hip Hop History:

Danny Brown was born March 16, 1981

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Danny finally dropped Quaranta🥹🥲😭

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"Kick Off" by Zelooperz ft. Quadie Diesel

MG:

There are some great bars on “Kick Off,” ones you can clearly decipher, like “Where’s my inhaler?/ I’m winded!” but Zelooperz (specifically) and Quadie Diesel also did this to www.genius.com/Zelooperz-and-quadie-diesel-kick-off-lyrics: 

[?]

[?] Bon Jovi

[?] chop the anchovy

[?] goulash [?] pierogi

[?] so hot he started erosion

[?] start the propulsion

Poppin' the pills [?]

I can’t tell you what the [?] are either, other than they’re definitely words, more than one. The charming, off kilter delivery that put Bruiser Brigade on the map a decade ago is just as fun and idiosyncratic now. If “Kick Off” is about anything more than its own vibrancy, the world will never know.

DV:

It's been over a decade since RapGenius dot com has been the internet's main destination for lyrics, and it's stuff like [?] that gives me hope for the future. These are well-worn complaints (over a decade old, not exclusively mine) but for the record since it has been a decade: a song is not its lyrics, it's also the production and instrumentation; a lyric's meaning is about the delivery and flow and cadence and emphasis as much as the words, and this is especially true of rap; the way that Genius's UI displays annotations presents a unified and singular interpretation when often there are double or triple meanings to a lyric, this is true even if the site's "correct" meaning is accurate at all, and this is especially true of rap; also aren't the founders pieces of shit? Anyway. "Kick Off" is irreducible to its component parts, a vertiginous experience of a song that resists sense even in the lines you can make out without a microscope. We live in an era of hypersurveillance, where everything becomes data and data becomes product and product becomes the limitations on our lives and possibilities. In this context, something unknowable can sound radical.

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Bruiser Brigade EP (2013) FRONT COVER

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forgotten fox ficbit 2

one here

i recognize the poll results and i am ignoring the poll results =D

I realized there are things i want to happen before fox's batch gets involved (more slow building realization stuff) and that would be Cheating and skipping to the end, so thus you get poll winner #2: Stressing Out Hound ft Grizzer and Commander Vertex

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Despite what most natborns thought--or screamed, loudly and obnoxiously--Grizzer was not some poorly-trained mutt.

She wasn't as disciplined as the massifs Hound had trained with on Kamino, but those massifs were older than he was. Grizzer had been given to him as a pup just two years before Geonosis, a squirmy bundle of scales with spines barely the length of his thumb; she and Hound had the same amount of active duty experience. 

(She was also, to Hound's bitter regret, not able to be spoiled with the organic aged bantha chew treats that Trainer Jallo had used. Trainer Jallo said that the quality of the rewards didn't matter, but she'd also never had to feed her massifs the slop that Kamino used for animal feed, which honestly was probably only the tiniest step below what they fed to the clones.)

Grizzer was highly competent at her job: she answered all of Hound's commands promptly, hunted down suspects with the same focus and determination as a clone soldier, and knew not to take orders from anyone other than the Guard's commanders or ARF troopers.

"Hound, have you finished the intake form for--oh, hey Grizzer. Down, girl."

Grizzer, who had been in the midst of going for an affectionate full-body tackle (which she only did when she really liked someone, what the fuck), skidded to an abrupt halt at Commander Vertex's feet, plopping her butt down on the ground right next to his boots and staring up at him adoringly.

Commander Vertex, who had only been with the Guard for two weeks. Commander Vertex, who had made it to the kennels maybe once in that entire time.

Commander Vertex, who reached down to pat Grizzer on the head, who instead of getting a warning mouthful of teeth, received a dopey grin and a happy wiggle from Hound's highly-trained massif. 

What the fuck.

With a final pat, Vertex left Grizzer sitting obediently by the door to make his way further into the kennels, occupied by his ever-present datapad. When he reached Hound--still kneeling dumbfounded on the floor trying to fix one of the cleaning droids--he finally seemed to realize what just happened.

"Ah," he said.

"What," said Hound, "The fuck."

Vertex just shrugged, as if getting by a highly territorial massif who tolerated a total of maybe four people was just something that normal people did, and not an act of extremely impossible betrayal.

"I worked with massifs while with Spec Ops. They always seemed to like me."

Hound didn't even know the Spec Ops Brigade had ARF troops.

And that still didn't explain why Grizzer would--

"You shouldn't be down like that," Vertex said, head tilting to one side. "You're going to aggravate your knee. Anyway, isn't Jogan supposed to be in charge of cleaning today?"

"There was a big drug smuggling bust in the Uscru district," Hound replied blankly as Vertex tugged him to his feet. "Bruiser needs the practice."

"So does Jogan," Vertex muttered.

Hound usually stood up for his men, but the commander wasn't wrong. 

Vertex frowned as Hound staggered a little before righting; his left knee was feeling tetchy about whether or not it wanted to support his weight. He held on until Hound was steady before letting go, attention dropping back to his datapad with a grimace.

"Stone needs the intake form on that Nikto you brought in last night," Vertex said, flicking his fingers across the screen. Hound heard the depressingly telltale ping! of a message hitting his comm. "If you get it to him by midmeal, it should be fine. But have Patches take a look at your knee first."

"Yessir," Hound replied automatically. 

Vertex nodded at him approvingly, which definitely wasn't pleasing or anything, and headed back out of the kennels. He paused to pat Grizzer on the head again before disappearing out the door.

In the ensuing silence, Hound stared at Grizzer.

Grizzer stared back.

"Traitor," he hissed.

His extremely poorly-trained massif's tongue lolled out in an unrepentant doggy grin.

And then Hound remembered--

His knee injury wasn't in his file. It happened on Kamino, and would have been an instant decommission if the clone medics hadn't smuggled him in for emergency surgery after training hours. He'd told the Guard CMO about it after being assigned to Coruscant, but Defib had decided to keep the injury off the books as well, just in case any natborns got nosey.

Commander Vertex shouldn't even know about it.

What the fuck.

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Tracklist:

XXX • Die Like A Rockstar • Pac Blood • Radio Song • Lie4 • I Will • Bruiser Brigade • Detroit 187 • Monopoly • Blunt After Blunt • Outer Space • Adderall Admiral • DNA • Nosebleeds • Party All The Time • EWNESW • Fields • Scrap Or Die • 30

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