Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by Nobody: 11:37am On Jul 10, 2017 |
It can only be an IBO guy with that cuteness. |
Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by AustineE1: 11:38am On Jul 10, 2017 |
i have always known that Igbos love Nigeria more than any other,they have invested every nook and cranny of Nigeria,believing in the Nigerian dream and doing all the could to contribute there quota to the development of Nigeria. However one would ask, what did they get back for there patriotism?They were battered,marginalized and largerly hated by others. They where pushed to the wall,they had no choice but to repel and there youths are now seeing a country of there dream in Biafra,a country where merit is above quota system,where brain drain will give way to brain 'gain',where tribalism and nepotism will give way for strength character and hard work,a country where there is no 5% detested ones and 95% choosen ones,a country where indiscriminate movement of livestocks will give way to a ranching system. A country where no ethnic group has the sole right to move around with arms and ravage communities,a country where projects and appointments are equally distributed. 1 Like |
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Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by LePrezident(m): 12:39pm On Jul 10, 2017 |
deepwater: Dear Uzoma, well done....
Your book title reminds me of one gangsta shiit when i was in the hood back way 2003
I had dreams of fuuckin' a R&B bicth like Mya When I saw that ass on the front of that King Read the article in the magazine, she loved gangsters, loved nasty things So I'm in the glass house having nasty dreams Good girls never give it up But anything is possible, if 50 fuckeed Vivica Hurdled life's obstacles, found my way through the maze Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze Used to dream of being Unsigned Hype 'til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page Day-dreamin' yesterday, dozin' off backstage I thought I saw Eazy talking to Jam Master Jay So I walked over, heard Jam Master say "It's a hard knock life, then you pass away" They say sleep is the cousin of death, so my eyes wide open Cause a dream is kin to your last breath
[Hook] Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed Cause Martin Luther King had a (dream) Aaliyah had a (dream), Left Eye had a (dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (I brought you all my dreams)
The dream of Huey Newton, that's what I'm livin' through The dream of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin you Who walked through the White House without a business suit Compton hat, jheri curl drippin on Ronald Reagan's shoes Gave Mike Lem my demo, came here to pay my dues Started off with Whoo Kid, then I start blazin' Clue It was all a dream like Big said it'd be Don't sleep on me homey, I bring nightmares to reality Rap phenomenon, defyin' the rules of gravity Studied all the classics, start revisin' my strategy Cause Marshall Mathers made it, Curtis Jackson made it Head in the clouds, wonderin' where the hell Marvin Gaye went How do I say this? I'm livin' for my son But I can't figure out, why I'm at my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus piece, like a catholic nun The war to be a rap legend has just begun
This song is dedicated to Yetunde Price The sister of Venus and Serena Williams Who was slain during a gang shootout in Compton Sunday, September 14th, 2003: rest in peace Those days was real hiphop man #Nostalgia #Reminisce |
Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by Jflex07(m): 1:05pm On Jul 10, 2017 |
Good one uzoma, but I can tell you that I've lost all hope in Nigeria. My dream died long ago |
Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by tossie101(f): 4:49pm On Jul 10, 2017 |
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Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by Pchidexy(m): 5:22pm On Jul 10, 2017 |
deepwater: Dear Uzoma, well done....
Your book title reminds me of one gangsta shiit when i was in the hood back way 2003
I had dreams of fuuckin' a R&B bicth like Mya When I saw that ass on the front of that King Read the article in the magazine, she loved gangsters, loved nasty things So I'm in the glass house having nasty dreams Good girls never give it up But anything is possible, if 50 fuckeed Vivica Hurdled life's obstacles, found my way through the maze Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze Used to dream of being Unsigned Hype 'til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page Day-dreamin' yesterday, dozin' off backstage I thought I saw Eazy talking to Jam Master Jay So I walked over, heard Jam Master say "It's a hard knock life, then you pass away" They say sleep is the cousin of death, so my eyes wide open Cause a dream is kin to your last breath
[Hook] Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed Cause Martin Luther King had a (dream) Aaliyah had a (dream), Left Eye had a (dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (I brought you all my dreams)
The dream of Huey Newton, that's what I'm livin' through The dream of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin you Who walked through the White House without a business suit Compton hat, jheri curl drippin on Ronald Reagan's shoes Gave Mike Lem my demo, came here to pay my dues Started off with Whoo Kid, then I start blazin' Clue It was all a dream like Big said it'd be Don't sleep on me homey, I bring nightmares to reality Rap phenomenon, defyin' the rules of gravity Studied all the classics, start revisin' my strategy Cause Marshall Mathers made it, Curtis Jackson made it Head in the clouds, wonderin' where the hell Marvin Gaye went How do I say this? I'm livin' for my son But I can't figure out, why I'm at my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus piece, like a catholic nun The war to be a rap legend has just begun
This song is dedicated to Yetunde Price The sister of Venus and Serena Williams Who was slain during a gang shootout in Compton Sunday, September 14th, 2003: rest in peace You almost got me with this. The Game. I once had a dream of fucking Genevieve Nnaji and Omotola. I hope my dreams don't turn to nightmares. 1 Like |
Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by Nobody: 2:47am On Jul 11, 2017 |
Cute dude. Glasses like mine.
Nigerian dream.. .hmm. God dey |
Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by NigPatriot(m): 3:30pm On Jul 11, 2017 |
Ibukune:
Pls any idea on how to get the book? Will be grateful if you can hint me. Thanks It's available in Patabah Bookstore at Surulere mall. Also at Glendora mall Ikeja City Mall. Ordered mine via Konga. Search "My Nigerian Dream" |
Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by Ibukune(m): 3:54pm On Jul 11, 2017 |
NigPatriot:
It's available in Patabah Bookstore at Surulere mall. Also at Glendora mall Ikeja City Mall. Ordered mine via Konga. Search "My Nigerian Dream" Thanks so much. I saw it on konga. Cheers. |
Re: Roy Lan Uzoma, "My Nigerian Dream" Book Author (Photos) by truGambit(m): 11:07pm On Jul 11, 2017 |
deepwater: Dear Uzoma, well done....
Your book title reminds me of one gangsta shiit when i was in the hood back way 2003
I had dreams of fuuckin' a R&B bicth like Mya When I saw that ass on the front of that King Read the article in the magazine, she loved gangsters, loved nasty things So I'm in the glass house having nasty dreams Good girls never give it up
But anything is possible, if 50 fuckeed Vivica Hurdled life's obstacles, found my way through the maze Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze Used to dream of being Unsigned Hype 'til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page Day-dreamin' yesterday, dozin' off backstage I thought I saw Eazy talking to Jam Master Jay So I walked over, heard Jam Master say "It's a hard knock life, then you pass away" They say sleep is the cousin of death, so my eyes wide open Cause a dream is kin to your last breath
[Hook] Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed Cause Martin Luther King had a (dream) Aaliyah had a (dream), Left Eye had a (dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (I brought you all my dreams)
The dream of Huey Newton, that's what I'm livin' through The dream of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin you Who walked through the White House without a business suit Compton hat, jheri curl drippin on Ronald Reagan's shoes Gave Mike Lem my demo, came here to pay my dues Started off with Whoo Kid, then I start blazin' Clue It was all a dream like Big said it'd be Don't sleep on me homey, I bring nightmares to reality Rap phenomenon, defyin' the rules of gravity Studied all the classics, start revisin' my strategy Cause Marshall Mathers made it, Curtis Jackson made it Head in the clouds, wonderin' where the hell Marvin Gaye went How do I say this? I'm livin' for my son But I can't figure out, why I'm at my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus piece, like a catholic nun The war to be a rap legend has just begun
This song is dedicated to Yetunde Price The sister of Venus and Serena Williams Who was slain during a gang shootout in Compton Sunday, September 14th, 2003: rest in peace And she quoted the game" dreams".......documentary album.....once again,not only r u a smart engineer,u got hood in your blood |