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adaobi123:Please ma what does gbaka door mean? It's a slang, heard you are in a better position to explain to me |
airmark: You hurriedly jump into replying rather than making your sense first do the needful. I asked a simple question which you could easily answer yes or no. I searched for his frees on jimmy's youtube channel I could nt (•͡˘˛˘ •͡) it. That was why I asked the question, knowing full well majority of A-list rappers had licked the mic (may be to Jimmy jatt, PHYNO IS STILL UPCOMING WITHOUT AN ALBULM) Afam, it seems your fingers are set at default in typing senseless responses to harmless opinions. Watch them.Now you know why i say Phyno's better |
airmark: Pls give me links to those frees, I will beg adaobi to translate for me. I like phyno, though. I saw him when I served in enugu years back. But forget tribe , olamide was born to freestyleonly if Adaobi is from the ghetto and knows igbo slangs, Even the chorus of the ghost mode is slangs |
airmark: Has phyno being to jimmy jump off? Olamide is better, most of his hits are like freestyles. Besides have watched his frees on interview programs and were above average, if you have excellent understanding of yoruba.if you knew Igbo well you'll know that Phyno's freestyles are over the roof. I don't doubt that Olamide is good |
Was in an arguement with ma friend last night. We all know how Phenomenal Phyno is when he's Freestyling, his use of Igbo slangs you won't hear anywhere except in Igbo ghettos , yeah Olamide is good buh his freestyling in stupid love was so wack. Please over to you who's better? Please No tribalism on this thread it's not another war between Yorubas and igbos on nairaland |
"I think Vicky is cheating on me" Cynthia says sticking her fork in the spaghetti. "Why do you say so?" Jenny her friend asked "A lil tip here and a lil tip there" she replies "What's that? Last week you where all over how he loves you" Jenny says "I have a plan Jenny, i'll set trap for him" "With who?" Jenny asks "With the landlord's daughter, he's been into her lately" She says smiling "Don't cause problems for your family Cynthia, don't say i didn't tell you, i have to go now i have an appointment in twenty minutes" Jenny says picking up her bag "Take care beauty" Cynthia says gnawing away her food * * * Victor and Ella are laughing, they're watching a AY's show on t.v "AY's lost it i tell ya" Ella says "Yeah he has" he says taking away two glasses from the table. "You said you wanted to tell me something Ella" Victor says coming back from the kitchen and sitting down Ella turns her head sideways making her hair fall one side and bites her lips "Urm... You know i think we have a lot in common, i feel a lot for you" she says rubbing her hands on Victor's lap, she stands and pushes Victor backwards and sits astride him, as Victor looks Bewildered and shocked "i know you won't mind taking me now would you" she whispers seductively "Ella wait, wait, get off me!" Victor says angrily "Don't tell me you don't want it" she whispers in his ear Victor pushes her off him and she crashes on the floor "I have a wife and a kid! I wouldn't do this to them even if i'd do it i won't do it with an oversized cheap slut like you" "If your wife didn't beg me i'd not even come near you not to talk of sleeping with a pot-bellied fool like you" Ella says, grabs her purse and leaves banging the door behind her * * * "Hey sweetie pie, you're home already?" Cynthia says as she comes into the living room and sees Victor reading a sports daily Victor doesn't reply, she tries pecking him in the lips buh he moves his face. She shakes her head and turns towards the stairs "Why would you beg Ella to seduce me?" Victor mumbles "What?" Cynthia says "Yeah you heard me" Victor replies Cynthia is speechless, tears welling up in her eyes "You know what? I'll move to the guest room" "Baby please" she begs him and he just shoves her aside. * * * "Hey babe come up to Room 137.... Yeah Room 140 is occupied, come up quickly i'm missing you badly" Victor says dropping the call and throwing it on the bed. Moments later a faint knock is heard, he rushes to the door and opens it to see Jenny wearing the shortest dress he'd ever seen he licks his lips and invite her in "I miss you babe" He says "I've missed you too" Jenny replies hugging him with her left leg up she gives him a full mouthed kiss, then Victor closes the door on me!! ![]() ***To Be Continued*** |
So una no fit comment na only view view una sabi? Thanks |
I'm talking of personal forgiveness, the man have decieved you for a long time, what would you do, leave the church or stay and forgive him for using Jazz on you and decieving you |
Sometimes i just wonder. |
Okay let's Imagine together Your Pastor is a well known man of God, with a congregation of over three thousand people and one sunday before Introducing the guest minister. He says that he's sorry, that he's been using Jazz to perform all the miracles that made him popular, that God convicted him, he met a big shot man of God to deliver him from the Demons in him and that he's now a born again Christian and he's crying during his confession. Please what would you do? Help a confused guy |
Throughout the bible and koran, God is said to live above (in heaven) how are we sure he is not an alien, He may have made us as clones of people in his own galaxy and he is their Leader. You see the concept of God can get explained easier with that analogy. Can it be true |
Mansion26: Enyimba na Aba will surely deliver. Umu Aba all the way.Nwa Aba how far? Is it me or am i invisible on nairaland? :-/ |
constance500: Cool... Fp tinz... Dancing gnamgnam styleit's called Gagnam style... Olodo ![]() |
Why do gurls suddenly get jealous when they find another lady more endowed dan they are? ![]() |
Its alphaa: nawaoh....didn't she try abusive and decent job and e din work? u no even lucky sef sey d guy get job....hehehehe jobless man talking[color=#006600][/color] |
"I'm a mess, even Jesus can't save me now" he told himself, he shakes his head, crumples his hands into a fist and punches the mirror, trickles of blood starts dropping from his fist, he sees the blood and smiles licking it off his hands. He seats down and smiles at himself while looking at the damage he's just wrecked, he diverts his gaze at the dressing table, there was a framed picture that attracted his attention he took the picture from the table and slummed back to the bed sitting on it, the picture was of him and a lady, it was taked in the park five years ago, he was a high ranking public speaker with many best selling books to his name she was there with him when he amassed his numerous awards, but here he is, he never knew the son-of-a-bitch was cheating on him he slipped out his pen-knife from his trousers and stuck it in her head, he threw it on the wall and the glass shattered, he took the picture and tore it, tearing out her picture and stuffed it in his mouth it tasted like gruel but he didn't spit it out, he swallowed it. And yelled loudly tears welling in his eyes he rushed the curtain rail and dragged it out, drawing the curtain out, he smiled again and started breaking stuff with the rod first the mirror next he dragged everything off the wardrope littering it on the floor. He started kicking the wardrope, he pulled down his briefcase, and then saw the shotgun on top of the wardrope, he picked it, pointing the gun on himself, then he's countenance fell on his phone lying some meters away from, jerkingly like a junkie he picks it up and dials Amanda's number it rang buh she didn't pick, he tries a second time after sometime, she picks it "Hello, Benson i told you not to call me again" "Baby i can't get over you, you're my love, my life" he pleaded "I'm sorry Benson but i don't love you no more" "Baby please" he said almost choking in his tears "Hello when did don't call this number started sounding like latin? Don't call this number again or else you'll have it hot on you" It was a male voice, shit!! The son of a bitch is there with her, and he has the guts to threaten me. He thought, his grip tightened at the shot gun. That cunt may be kissing her. He took some weed and put it in the paper pinching it and removing impurities, then he licked the paper and rolled it and lighted it, sucked it in and puffed out billows upon billows of smoke, he put it in his mouth again, grabbed the shotgun, wore his jacket, concealed the shot gun and entered his car and zoomed off. * * * * * they where watching a comedy show when they heard a knock on the door "who is it?" "Madam na me, we get serious matter for here oh" the gateman said Amanda leaves for the door and as she opens it, Abdul's head blew open, like a fuse, his brain spattered all over her body, in front of her stood her ex, a pump action pointing at her "Bens... Benson what is it" she stammered "What the fvvck is he doing...." he never finished that sentence because the top of his head got open like a lead, Amanda screamed. "Mandy what did you think? That i'll leave you and that yahoo boy to finish my money?" he said aiming the shotgun to her head "Please don't kill me i'm just twenty five, remember the love we once shared" Amanda says tears streaming down her eyes "yeah this is for the love we once shared, we'll be seen together like Romeo and Juliet" he said as he puffed the last billow from the weed, threw it on the floor and stepped on it and then "POW!!" He blew her face out of her head and she fell, he caught her before she reached the ground, and cried on her faceless body , he carried her to the big Mahogany bed he bought for her, good times they had here, he thought as he dropped her on the bed, lying down beside her he sobbed "God forgive me" he mumbled as he pointed the shot gun below his Jaw, laid Amanda's faceless head on his chest as he sobbed again. * * * * * * He pulled the trigger and his brain spattered on the pillows (That's the story of Benson and Amanda) ;( |
Can't believe i wasted my MB on this SMH |
Just trust him in making your sister secure, if he's talented in any other way you could change him |

