BADBOY ACE!

God make man Man make music! Descending from the heavens of Difference Entertainment is this fair angel following Saint Sean Tizzle...lol


Badboy Ace! Adedoyin Adekoya - ogun born/Lagos breed has for a count of years being Sean Tizzle's back up artist and hype man.


Born July 26, 1992; talented Leo has two of his blazing hot singles produced by D'tunes burning the chart and trend of music since the past month. (Gimme that & Polongo)

Greatest of the past and living legends were his raw source of rhythm from when he could say "popa" Fela Kuti, King Sunny Ade and Shina Peters...

Mouth wide and loud! I am proud to pronounce an awesome friend and wonderful personality as our next big act!

Speaking from my box of preference, "Gimme That" video drops in an eye blink.

Watchout!!!!

Twitter:- @BaddBoyAce
Instagram:- BadBoyAce

RELIGION (Part 1) by ABASS

To most people religion offers salvation, enlightenment and a place in heaven. Religion identifies a way of life; it tells one a complete code of life. Religion emphasizes the importance of being good and being right. It condemns those who are bad and those who are wrong, those who practice a religion strive to be perfect, if they fail they may be condemned, and if they succeed they may become intolerant of others. Many religions have many gods while some believe in the oneness of God.

It has been said that thoughts of death led to the development of religion. It is however difficult to imagine what need there would be for religion in a world in which no one ever died or became ill. All religions attempt to give answers to basic questions: From where did the world come from? Why do people die and what happens afterwards? Why is there evil? How should people behave, etc.? In the distant past, these questions were answered in terms of mythology. However, nowadays much of literature deals with them and modern sciences try to investigate them.

It is also believed that religions were created to maintain peace over a large area of rule. People need to be calmed and by giving them a reason for their existence, it gives them something to grasp as a ‘’foundation’’ of knowledge. It also creates unity and makes it easier for someone to lead not to mention rule.

Religion attempts to search for a deeper meaning to life, to find facts about the universe, about the laws of nature; Religion has been in our flesh and blood since antiquity. Though science has flourished today, and science it should be noted is directly OPPOSED to religion, even so religion has not lost its significance, because science is beyond the comprehension of many, and religious trends are easy to convince, to be comprehended.

Humans are fundamentally religious even in the industrialized West, religion moulds human nature. Religion has been institutionalized, constitutionalized and politicized today. It has been channelled into violent conflict and barbaric cruelty. The bloodshed history of religious conflict provides us a clue detests the traditional religions that are morally bankrupt and corrupt. Religion has hindered the philosophy of universal fraternity and camaraderie, religion has caused many classes and races to engage in war against themselves. One group of religion opposes another. Therefore, there is Catholicism and Protestanism; as well as Sunni and Shia Muslims in the Islamic arena. Religion has lost its drive today. It kills the decent behaviour of humans today.

The crux of the next part shall dwell on the evolution of religion through the medieval ages which today is known as the ‘’dark ages’’ while subsequent parts shall seek to decipher the myriad of manipulations towards religions of the world.

Author
Lanlokun Abass
Graduate of History
University of Ibadan
@abbas_xvii

TEARS OF THE WEIRD

Why shout when Ziggy Marley still plays in the loud stereo

Why scream when the Creator hasn't forbidden birds' chirping

Why hurry when the heart still beats

Why hurt when swords are made to cut

Why fear when the flames not out

Why love when cupid carries an arrow

Why seek when the earth is boundless

Why count when time tarries not

Why swear when the skies will fall

Why heal when the potion is spilled

Why tremble when the clouds are far

Why sigh when the oceans are not torn

Why wrestle when a tickle does not prick

Why run when the whistle's not blown

Why dare when the mind is a little might

Why wish when horses are priceless

Why age when grey is frail

Why pray when the horizon is yellow

Why smile when the sun is set

Why wait when the hourglass dances

Why merry when the brew's hot

Why shy when the glass lies

Why sing when the demon adores harmonics

Why preach when on the wall its written

Why breathe when the day will dusk

Why rejoice when the moon will dawn

Why crave when coins are just steel

Why dream when blue makes the bed

Why hide when the rainbow is green

Why cry when it will rain....

THANK GOD WE DON'T LOOK LIKE WHAT WE'VE BEEN THROUGH!

Elizabeth pearl neck

dangling under the umbrella of  24inches Cambodian hair

glass slide dotless face

relentless effort of Avon concealer

finished artwork of Tara brushes

by Iman face cake and Ruby Woo lippie

all fingers engaged by Primark knuckle rings

Gucci shades the eyes from sun

angelic white Forever 21 dress clothes the naked scene

Louis Vuitton is the purse, Annie Michelle is the nude heels

scenting from the ear corners spells Lady Million by Pacco Rabanne

corset that train the waists

butt pads that mold the gluteus

perfect cured fingers and toes all polished red

whispers GLAMOROUS!

Alas!

who hears the tears gulped down

who sees the map of slaps and punches

who sees the scar of handcuffs

around the Espirit watch wrist

who sees the whip prints deep on the back

who sees the laden of needs weighing down the shoulders

who sees the horror of lust lining the black eye make-up

who hears the insults and curses blaring loud from behind

Quilox lock down!

10 caskets of Ace of Spade

stream of Don Perignon

ocean of Moet & Chandon

Versace luggage and kilogram gold chain

diamond crested Rolex

customized iGadgets

first class trip to and fro the Emirates

Benz plate number counts the fifth auto

that’s some real McCoy dude with an hash tag

who sees the sweats

who stays up the vigil

you know what ha mean

Selfie with the boo

boat cruise with the day one babe

photo bombed by the lover

#MCM/WCW all time

inseparable duo, love you long way

woke up like this with the bae

Y’all know those love tags on Instagram

who knows other boos

who stays the heated argument

who hears the door bangs

who hears the disconnected lines

who sees the spite and hate

who dries the damped pillows

who hears the sighs and sobs…..

Stretchy green veins and dazed eyes

hot temples of the head and cold limbs

itchy skin and trembling fingers

stained teeth and patched feet

coarse voice and oozing buccal

blame the drunk and curse the drugs

Junkie is what you see….!

who sees the lone soul

who feels the emptied spirit

who stood the grief

who dug the grave

who sees the strands of truth

who sees purity through the haze

who once read the open book…..

Pale face and mute lips

virgin hair and unpierced ear lobes 

innocent body all wrapped in skirts

serene voice like infant’s cackle

Godly smile like sunset….

who sees the shielded mind

who sees the ripping flesh

who sees the abused…..

Hope these entire phrases sum up to make a meaning to you?

Oya!

Blue lens

Pierced nose

Glossy lips

Emerald green ring

Yellow pawpaw girl

What do you see…? Lol

Can bet I don’t look one millionth of what I’ve been through. Let’s thank God

                                                                                                                

                                                                                                                           Love Always!

                                                                                                                           Sa’eedah

ECLIPSE!

Eyes shut like praying for wonders

Sweetly deep kissing as if munching jellies…

My neck was cold from his ice melting touch

My breathe was steaming hot atop his nostrils

I dare not lie I dint want it

When my whole body arched all around him

We gave no notice neither did we blink a thought

I just found my lips enveloped in his

While I was gnashing my teeth for his tongue already

Slow slippery kisses turn rock music

Played by our hurrying jaws

My lips have never known such serenade

I could feel the balletic toes of my hormones

To the orchestra of luminous passion burning in me

That made me throw my pride in the Nile

……….not only my pride but my shame

Was incensed out of me as I felt my straps slid down

Orchard leaves and the crawling serpent

Would make my room into the Garden of Eden

Where bare I behold my creator

As only an eclipse would dawn this moment on me

My back pinned to the wall, my legs stroked his pelvis

My shoulder nibbled his chest

I buried my face in his broads

To bite his tiny nipple as if crunching some cookie

The crumbs sprinkled on me

That served him some snack on my two balloons

A tune of pleasure escaped my throats

Not knowing which to yearn for

Either some molecule of air or the more of him

The latter was fulfilled on a journey down my lower limbs

My navel couldn't be rescued from the erotic wheel

Oh! I wished for nothing more

Than how intense he gripped my bony waist

My femoral space testified to his rigidity

Hot, strong, and truly African

I could swear it clamping my walls in an instant…..

We were twinned like budded plants

On a flight to the hard pounce of the bed

To begin action

One gasp! I was drowning in my sweat

5litres would be the exact volume

Of what I streamed off my face

Holy shit!

The #400 petrol couldn't last me the fantasy

The fan must have stopped rolling from

The second scene of my movie

I found my Man.U jersey yanked on the rug

As if something truly went down

My palasa Samsung duos whistled that annoying low battery tone

Kelly Rowland still played “Motivation” on my dying laptop

Who listens to such song on repeat

While editing the second chapter of a catastrophic project journal

About the umpteenth time

I must have tranced into the sensual dream

To comfort myself of the fifth year hell in the Unitech

Microsoft word revealed the gore of my reality

As the cursor blinked on an italized highlight of “Methanolic extract of Bridelia Micrantha”

That was nothing short of an eclipse

In the horrific Ogbomosho sun……

      

                                                        Happy new year darling readers. This should explain for my                                                                   quarter year absence from on here. Cant wait to be a full time                                                                 writer before Physiology finally strangles me.

                                                                                                                                           Love Always!

                                                                                                                                           Sa'eedah

2014 HEADIES AWARD. NEXT RATED AMONTONAMIENTO!

My discrepant affair with the tv doesn’t make my restless self sit half an hour glued to the screen but my woozy love for music has me to scroll different channels for quarter the hour before hitting the hard conclusion for which music station to kiss my eyes to. News or soccer aint my thingy, Hip tv serves me the trio spiced meal of sports, celebrity life, musical video and all. I literally forget to eat when I am engrossed.

The wave of the moment being our annually celebrated Naija grammy awards “The Headies” with the central clamour as the “Next Rated” award category. We all have our phalanges crossed (anatomy jargon – I meant fingers) for who rides home the gold crafted plaque of Sound Sultan’s head in a brand new saloon car. The world is bound to the revolving law of nature hence the intensity of advancement in every phase of life. (Technology, Entertainment, etc.) Daily exponential rise in musical production has made the entertainment cycle a highly competitive pool to toss into else one gets drowned and forgotten. To think I won the straight bet of Sean Tizzle as the Next Rated artist last year, I dare not attempt such this year - with the specie of nominees that threw lost in battle of choices. Yes! The sky, they say is broad enough for birds to flock, the waters’ enough abode for fishes to swim without clash while the earth is abundant enough for plants to be green;- yet in this same limitless world of ours is the beeping pulse of competition which every second reminds you of the race to ace.

Femi Daniel’s sonorous tone re-echoes the list of nominees in my head, I still in over a month cannot decide who my take would be. Thus took me on a flight to Spain via dictionary airlines to buy a word or phrase best suited for the Next Rated award category. It was quite expensive first finding a word out of my vocabulary junk then bargaining for its synonym in Spanish. “Cluster” as a context that I’ld device to describe this was sourced from my BST 401 reading manual. This refers to a statistical method of sampling where a cluster of homogenous units or species is selected for study observation. No blame me abeg, I read the carryover course like my life depended on it and worked the calculus the whole mosquito feasted night. You see it is hard to recover from such.

Rather than straining my exam battered brains any further to start speculating who my Next Rated would be, I just found my right term for the situation and twinned it into Spanish “AMONTONAMIENTO.” An exact synonym for “CLUSTER” which can be said as a pile or variety of objects. The objects in question here being not ordinary, but individual vessels of Naija’s very versatile artists.

Hey! Before you ask what my own is in this matter. I am not paid for this and I should remind you that I am a full breed young Naija babe with my heart in music as every other youth’s. I own a voice to be heard and my opinions possess a ground. Free me make I yarn my mind! (I am just freestyling) I will tell you what I feel, the comment box is yours to share your thoughts :- “NEXT RATED AMONTONAMIENTO!” If you are getting the gist, what I am saying here about the Next Rated category of the Headies award is that it is a richly clustered nominee content which from my own point of view threw me into battle of choices as I earlier stressed. I don’t know about you, you sure might have dotted your own preference but I should tell you that all the nominees were from my box of preference. I have nothing less than 3 each of their tracks on my favourite playlist. Exactly the point I am stressing!

My catchy choices like the colours of rainbow. Shall we begin from OREZI.  Awesome follower and so sleek artist with about a dozen of hit singles that do not escape party scenes. Have I mentioned his sizzling videos where my wack self learns dance steps form.i am of the opinion that he was long overdue to have being the Next Rated sef. The car will do just good while he cruizes.

Whayasay! PATORAKINGFIRE ever blazing Alubarika crooner. That skinny nigga spits fire in great tune. He has in his moment of reign been very productive. He is as a plant growing into a strong oak. Watch out for him. I can like to put Girlie O remix on repeat now. BOOMBA!

Our Tangerine sugar YEMI ALADE of whom I can say is a raw talent from the cores, bestowed lady with energy and vibes so rare of an average woman. You wan lie say you dey dance “Johnny?” She has relentlessly been stirring the dance world with hot jamz and speaking of personality, I think the dance-hall queen is amazing.

Top rated next rated RUNTOWN!  Yes he is running this town! How more vivid? Tracks that will have you rocking limblessly, videos that will make you forget Hollywood. Vast talent just diffusing into the surface. Hope we will be able to contain to contain him in then future!

Oya shake body! If by the viral rate of the dance track which unborns even shake to, then SKALES should be riding the new car home and just grace his shelf with the Headies jeje. That young man had been there and not shaken, answering to the roll-call of Naija talents. So please fellas what are we talking about here.

All these were personal thoughts orchestrated into writing, I do not know what side of the flag you wave but as for me I will vote all the nominees if chanced. That is to say that they are all worth it. I wont nurse any biased feeling for whoever amongst the penta wins Walahi.

PS- This write-up is subjected to criticism as regard the criteria for winning the Next rated award which I do not reserve in-depth knowledge about and do not care. (Na my own I sha don talk – Freedom of expression abi?) I wrote all out of my preference box for’em all…… Shoutout to the conglomerate of brains that made up the nominee list.