Friday, February 28, 2014

With 20 Naira, I still made my day.

I woke up that bloody morning to remember I had a best friend whose birthday was on that day, I used the last 4 naira on my cell phone to send her a birthday text which seemed to be the least I could do since all that my ATM cards could was check balances and not do anything that gave me financial gain. The account balance was not something to give me any form of a financial advantage of any kind, I could not even recharge my phone.
My wallet was not even going to be doing me any help, total amount of cash on me was 20 naira* I had to be in school for a presentation by noon, I had no food in my system, so I was naturally not inspired to go to school that day. In as much as I did not want to be in school that day, I could not risk my presentation, it was valued at well close to 30 marks. With my 20 naira I was going to pull through even though my transport fare to class was 30 naira only.
I was optimistic I was going to pull through that day so I got ready, I asked the first dude, he gave me 20 naira (the story was, atleast let me get into school) somewhere around it, I was lead to ask another guy I met on my way down the stairs, ( I said I needed to buy airtime and make an important call about my seminar supervisor) he gave me 60 naira, it became 100 naira. I further had another good luck as I got to the school gate, I told another friend I knew I needed 50 naira to complete my 10 naira that ensured I went to school and came back. (I showed him the 10 naira that came with the 50 naira that made that first 60 naira) so he gave me the 50 naira, that made the sum total in my wallet 150 naira* (my day was changing)
I got into my class with 120 in my wallet, the presentation had not started, we waited for 30 minutes and she was not there yet. the trouble that comes with hunger came, and then I could not withstand the pain. I cannot say how I found my way out of the class where we were waiting for the presentation to start before finding myself in the canteen already ordering a bottle of coke and meat pie* my bill was 110 naira* I had 120 in my wallet. I paid. I got my balance of 10 naira. I went back to class.
The presentation soon began and I was in comfort, I did my part very well I guess because I got some applauses, then I think I rescued my group by answering a question that was going to cost us marks. It was a good day in school, it was somewhere near cool because my group leader gave me an azikiwe head for doing the group proud. It was a cool day after all, with 20, I still made my day because I was back to my base sipping a can of the ever powerful black bullet drink! With over 300 naira in my wallet*

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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Thursday, February 27, 2014

Alive and Healthy

It is that part of the day where after being dormant on my bed for some hours in the disguise of sleeping, I finally find a way of connecting back to the mode that is tagged awake.
I am extremely grateful that I still breathe the air that promises life in a healthy way* Anytime I remember that anyone who must have ceased to exist over the past 24 hours, has been exonerated from being tagged as alive. I become more intrigued by the special grace of God that has not allowed me to be thrown Over Board just yet.
Man must remember that life is only but a limited edition of a movie which has the end being closer than close. It takes some different level of grace to be alive and healthy at the same time. Praises be to the one who keeps me alive all the time, may his mercies endure forever in my soul.
I lay my mind somewhere to think of the day that I may exist no more, I try to analyse the tendency of me packing up life and leaving my life less body for the world to take care of. I need to do so much with the time I have now or do so little when the time is up. All thanks to God for his Love is Real. Good Morning.

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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Saturday, February 22, 2014

Ghetto Gospel !!!!

I am now of age I keep telling my parents, I let them know if they did not know I could land myself a jail sentence, through a court judgement. since I was well over 18 years and would be held responsible of my actions by the law and constitution of the land.
I think I have always wanted to carve a niche for myself as someone who had super believe In himself. I did like people to understand I was not someone who really wanted to do what the people wanted. I have actually had a desire to always not do what everyone thinks is comfortable because I have not always thought anything as a comfort-table. I love to do what I want, and not want you want. I always just wish that what I want, happens to be really what I really should want.
Not being a very confident and consistent believer of the gospel, I was not surprise how I took to the ghetto. After being confident and arrogant about life's existence, I was not too late to embrace the ghetto gospel. The gospel came to me in the ghetto, the ghetto came to me after the gospel. I was in the ghetto but I loved the gospel, I had my friend gospel, he was not in the ghetto, he did not love the gospel either, he loved the ghetto. Thinking about the options present. I had to make sure I took the best present. Allowing my soul to nurture my body or allowing my body to mature my soul. It was worse than the devil and the red sea. Survival was eminent here, I was really choked up in there. I needed redemption, the ghetto gospel had redemption. It was time, I needed to be faster than time, all I had was my time before the law could make me do time.
If my love for the streets was going to make my balance sheets cool, then I was going to make sure I still made the streets my tool. The laws of the book are not crook, but the men on the books are all crooks. There is no difference between an empty cup and a dry cup. They both have no value. I needed some value. I became CoperateStreetBoy* lover of the ghetto gospel. Set your mind free, free your mind.

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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OnyeMaechi? Who knows 2moro?

The days that we have are going to go, the days that are coming we don't know how they would go.
Probabilities and statistics have tried to play better roles than fortune tellers and Seer of futures, I don't think they have appeared accurate lately on the features. What does rain have to do with summer?
The consequences of our actions we believe would affect tomorrow, and all the days that have to follow. If there was something I could borrow today, it would be to collect tomorrow's sorrow.
Who knows what would happen next? I can assume no one but God in his own nature. The power that IS. The power that directs things to happen with or without our influence. Things just come to happen the way they get to happen no matter how much we plan for it.
I heard a formulae says he who fails to plan, plans to fail. So I thought about it, don't we plan and still fail? Don't we not plan and still not fail? I think so. Nothing is certain in life, the only thing certain about life is its uncertain nature.
The fact that no one really knows tomorrow Is some reason no one can claim there should be a certain way to follow. Man would in a time grow to know that no man is God. Allowing life to treat us with fairness and aid to meet up with the standards treasured by God. In all that the guard does in staying awake all night, if the lord doesn't be with the city, the guard Is there in vain, what a pity!!!
Nothing guarantees a certain thing would happen in a certain way if things have been done in a certain way. The certain thing is that a certain thing would happen in a certain time in a certain way that we are not certain about. We can do nothing but fold our hands and watch things unfold. While we decide to think and wish the way we want our life to fold, life would still find a way to hold in the meanest way we think is cold. Onyemaechi? O bu chi? Onyebuchi? Man knows nothing.

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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Friday, February 21, 2014

Happy 84th birthday Grandma!!!!

I know my grandma always prays for me. Guess that is why the angels always sway for me. The best thing that happened to the success of my growing up as a child. In a time and manner where I grew up as she being mother, and me child. You can't say anything about my life and rule her out. She is the constitution the real me has reputation for. Anything I needed to be a good child was all she stood for. A woman who gave her time to teaching for 37 years would always remain the first teacher of all thoughts in my mind for many more years than 37 years. A disciplinarian with love and passion for discipline and Morality. I can always say I have the best grandma in reality.
22nd Feb 2014 and she makes 84. I am so grateful for everything she is living for. I hope I do her proud, by doing everything life is worth living for. I love you Grandma. Have the best birthday as God continues to shower you with his blessings. You have always been a blessing to me. Thank you for being there... Once more!!! Happy 84th birthday grandma.
Your Grandson, Nwachuku Chikadibia.

_Coperatestreetboy*
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SynerGy Cinemas Now Open In Awka!!!

Some peeps had to go as far as getting to Enugu just to see a movie in a cinema. All that has come to an end right now!!!!
Synergy Cinemas Is now in awka!!!! Showing At White View Hotels. Tickets are quite affordable plus I hear the have the best things you can put in your mouth while you feed your eyes and mind with the best movies.
The official opening of Synergy Cinemas Awka...on Sunday 23rd Feb..
venue: Origin hotel behind Whyteview ifitte
Time: 5pm
pass: #300 single
#500 couple
...redefining entertainment
Best Movies To Put Happiness and Joy in a Synergy. Come and Enjoy the best cinema time with Synergy... Have fun!!!

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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AWKA MOST WANTED!!! 28th Feb 2014!!!

The city of awka Would be on a rage, something says something must be broken for a cage. In the mindset of the town, attention has be drawn to AWKA MOST WANTED!!!!
It is a declaration!!!! AWKA MOST WANTED..... That night in White View Hotels!!! The deed would be done* Awka Most Wanted would be unleashed.
The intention is that the Most Wanted in the city of Acity has to come and show no pity. Performers And Performance from both organisers and attendance would all be in attendance. High Level of Entertainment* plenty To drink!!! Less to eat!!! You should eat less at night and drink more.

28th Feb 2014!!! Awka Most Wanted!!!!
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God is the creator

In a world I think is useless there is a person who put the use less.
For every word I meant less I thought more.
The game of believe not my best shot but I know someone made the world a hot shot.
I began to doubt when I was Six, I hope not to die whenever I am sick.
I thought of this trick, who was dick ? Who was hick? Why did the clock tick?
Money now a must, and if you cannot afford?
The worst is for you to rust, with only hope for you to trust.
Key into nature and make the best desire of this existence
The last of a dying breed, I did still question the apostles creed.
If the human entity did breed, what could the soul do to be freed.
Wealth and power a known instrument, just for you to mean the word enjoyment.
I am not happy to be vague but adversity is now in vogue
I am not happy I was once a rogue and never could speak in tongue
But am ever grateful I was spectacular about just being a spectator
To be ever fruitful and a binocular to the world's calculator
Calculating legal tender notes as all I did wa just copy notes.
Money came to the rich in excess that shit took my thoughts in excess.

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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Thank God It is Friday!!!

There is a reason it pays to pay attention. Attention gets to pay you finally. You can imagine after the echoes of those hard times. I came on to have the best friday night experience. All it took was for me to honour an invitation. My transport fare was taken care of, a client wanted a fresh dealer, I was a fresh dealer. I had to be present presently, so I presented myself as a present. The street said the street boy was now too corporate* they didn't understand I was just on a break.
Change is constant. So my broke situation was not going to promise a boring weekend. There were more bottles for the models to get tipsy* smoke in the air and the guys are feeling hyper. Security on the streets, my fear could be hyper. It is friday , I should not care, worst is bail. With my niggas am in jail. We cannot fail, leave the town with no trail.
I love the streets because the streets loves me. One love!!!!

_Coperatestreetboy*
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Echoes Of Those Hard Times

The moment I made that last withdrawal, I got the vibration feel that the message alert from Eco Bank had made my hands feel. I read the message and I understood that if I didn't make sure I got another credit alert as soon as possible, I was not going to be able to perform a withdrawal operation from any of the ATM machines. I had become heart-broken. I was broke.
I made to check the second ATM I had. Zenith bank had finally found time to take the last 1k for an ATM renewal, since the one I had was barely weeks from expiring. My both cards could not perform the magic of allowing me get some legal tender notes. I was so frustrated at the moment, I always hated such moments. If I could pass through the moment, I needed a moment of divine mercies at the moment.
The worst of times, were the times, of feeling those echoes of the hard times. The times when it seemed things had become hard. The environment I found myself in, always expected me to hand them one naira note or the other if I was going to get one service rendered or a product delivered. I was in a situation that did not predict I was getting a legal tender note of good value sooner than later. I made some calls, people did not such seem to want to help, or those that could have wanted to, couldn't fulfil their plans. I was really hearing the sounds of the ECHOES OF HARD TIMES!!! Only I could echo was, I hate these hard times.......

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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Friday, February 14, 2014

Its Valentine

Everyone is going to be talking valentine. Or rather, everyone is already talking valentine. Making today the day of love or rather the day of lovers!!! They say it is now the routine for every 14th day of the second month to be tagged as lovers day!!!
Today would be one day when over 15 entertainment shows have been said to happen today!! People have spent money buying gifts for supposed loved ones, while planned trips of memories are being planned and expected by many.
The religious groups are still not kept away from the fuss of the valentine day virus* as I can also understand the implication of all the church invitation text messages I have been getting on my phone. Those in relationships are expected to make today sacred like I heard, we single ones are still making it sacred in our own way I guess!!! The colour of everywhere is red as it seems like love is in the air. I am holding my breath.
14th Feb 2014!!! Happy valentine people.... Love the way you can!!! Self Love first!!! Enjoy the valentine*
But trust me, am just enjoying today like it is another day.

_Coperatestreetboy*
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Open letter to @MI_Abaga

Dear Mr incredible,
I hope you are incredibly doing fine... I know you are not just a man on the chair but really a chairman. A man that seats on a chair and makes things happen, with men moving chairs to bring cheers to the man on the chair who is the real chairman. The Chairman I am very pleased to say CoperateStreetBoy* a part of the me in me, has finally gained the courage to try and talk to the chairman even if it is just by the typed words of my notepad. The emergence of your music in the consciousness of my mind is not something I can truly remember the origin. At a time in my life, I had thought I heard of @MI_Abaga firstly, when I had heard the save track in that shop we called "Aganawa" at the back of F.G.C okigwe (where we ate 2 small fufu and egusi soup for 60 naira) but something says I heard some different song from MI abaga though I can't place which one really. I had at that point noticed the coming of the Hip-Hop messiah of the Nigerian industry. I could understand the impression that was being exhibited in the lyrical exposure which you imposed on your songs.
In 2008 we were made to listen to your first album whether we liked it or not because the whole neighbourhood just seemed to have your music playing in their houses at one time or the other. Crowd Mentality took me unawares, I could still remember listening to Anoti and fast money fast cars in that my neighbour's car. Kai* Mr incredible you were bringing the real hip hop to the naija scene. The short black boy to the best of my knowledge commercialised the rap game in Nigeria. You came to the reality of nigerians at a time that no one had made the rap game something that anyone could listen to. It would be ill manner ed of anyone not to attain you to the heights of africa's jay Z. I remember when I heard the mogbono feli feli remix u did on that dbanj tune. I was happy you were as good as you were but still appeared humble in your words.
By the time illegal music 1 was released in 2009, I didn't really know, I only figured you had more songs people liked that were not really on the first album. Mr chairman! You appeared like a well baked cake in the mouths of Nigerians. They were beginning to understand that irrespective of your intelligent mindset as regards someone who had done some higher institutional education abroad, you could still make music that the lay man on the street would understand still carrying a message of wisdom. "I am in Love with my baby, the song that said something about she being the reason why heaven made you* was another song that made me go *wow* on you. I personally was pleased with the classical musical rap which you often exhibited on your mix tape track, I was going to be damned if I knew the package you had for illegal music 2 in 2012. Short black boy, you may appear short in their sight by physique but you appear huge and mighty in my psychic.
I may have to add here that I have written a couple of letters to people since my existence as a writer, but, never did I ever write a letter for up to a week without being able to finish it. Talking to you in this manner seems like something I should do with caution because I would never want to make a failed attempt in not telling you everything I wished I could tell you since over the years. I got into the university in 2010, a friend had bought the album online, I bet he made the list of the first 30,000 copies sold within the first 30 minutes of the release of the album online. My first semester as a fresher with my paddy @blaze_902 who had gotten the virus of loving @MI_Abaga since he appeared like him in stature and often got the compliments of looking like MI whenever we rapped your songs in open places with friends and passer bys. Glo rock and Roll 2010 in awka* there and then, you revealed yourself physically to me for the first time, you can bet we were part of the reason there had to be a barricade before the stage. We had our hands on the barricade, only if we could tear it down with our rage, it was such a spectacular moment for us as I got to witness a breakdown of your songs in front of you. I felt it was such a great moment for me, I had seen the reason the Gyang family and Mr Audu had to make you the first fruit of the chocolate city. African rapper number one gave kelechukwu the diss of the century, whether na one naira became a song that even, my then aged 80 year old grand man liked whenever it played on radio. The whole album was just a bomb to the african industry. Critics tried to make so much fuse of your commercial intentions to flow with the populace, in an attempt to ridicule your rap technique ability and skills as regards acclaimed international standards, While your music was selling on the streets through your album, you started jumping on tracks as a rapper to make the song a Hit song. In the new age, you were the first of the kind, when the others could do what they could do, you seemed to be the trained and nurtured messiah that was going to be sent to bring the modern hip hop knowledge in vast provision of intellect and experience ready for the smart and dull man in human form. Mr incredible, the incredible thing you did was make rap something that Nigerians and africans could listen to attentively. You brought more chocolate to the city with 1 million copies of your album on sale. I remember the song with Sound Sultan talking about lighting up Nigeria* we don't die we multiply remix, another song with Lami and that with timaya and 2face* "if nobody talk about you was some other intriguing track* I knew you didn't have the ambition to relent for any reason. Life ana aga aga with timaya sha! You were something else!!! For more than 3 years you were just so ever blazing!!! I had under stood what you meant literally when you said you throned* yourself. Indeed, you were the King of the rap game.
At a time when anyone who is said to be a rapper in high standards had to be rated above MI if there was going to be another best. It was just so unfortunate that though, through illegal music 2 and other collaborations the emergence of many skillful rapper surfaced, no one was still able to be rated above @MI_Abaga . I figured something about the 30 summer awards, you have really conquered Mr chairman. Making money was the primary goal, then you made it. Schooling rappers became the secondary goal and you have been doing it. Luppy records is a testimony of how many people have gotten blessings from you to see the limelight. I cannot start to mention how many people your talent has blessed because I know in the unstoppable track you mentioned a lot of people that helped you through. With the Album Chairman coming soon, the world can just do nothing but wait to see what you have to off load. I personally would still be waiting too. In as much as I thought I could still tell you more things I wish to say, something says am already typing into the excess of the provided space of my note pad. I just cannot say I would not mention that many rappers and entertainers in the industry today who think they already got international recognition also know you are an influence to their successful story. I am just hoping one day like this and another day, you would a reason for my story.
An international award winning artiste tagged himself as an "@MI_Abaga recruit. My case closed there. I did not have to convince anyone more that you still remain at the throne of africa's hip hop game just like jay seats on the throne over there. The collaborations THE CHAIRMAN album would have though!!! Or the lyrical mystery which you would unleash on illegal music 3. A lot is still going to be seen from the senior brother of the Rap god. Only God knows the power the senior brother of the rap god would have. Mr Incredible, coperatestreetboy* just wished to say you have been one of the best things that ever happened to the african rap game at a time! The awards on your shelf, speak for you. If they cannot see your shelf, they should check the web shelf* in as much as I cannot tell the world the full story of @MI_Abaga I know that the son of the evangelist who turned a microphone vandal ist as at this point made me some kind of analyst or journalist. I had to make it top on my wish list for the past 168 hours of the week's list to make sure I had spoken to @MI_Abaga in an open way that would make them know you are the open way to greatness for that skilled Nigerian youth. The world has endorsed you through major affliations in the past, but I was more happy to know you are the Ambassador of energy to lagos state government. Mr incredible to stop talking too much, I could just conclude by saying on this day, 14 the Feb 2014. I Love you because you are incredibly incredible in a very credible way* Illegal music 4* No Mason* Akon's record is lonely, Mr chairman, by the time you are done, who be dangote??? Have fun sir! Till if I ever get the privilege to meet with you. I am Honoured to have existed during your existence.

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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Open letter to @sinzuSmg

Dear Mr Sinzu*
The only man who self acclaimed the original title of african american. The mind of a hustler who turned a self made general is what I assume when I think of the origins of Mr sauce kid. In the days when you were called sauce kid I could understand the implication of the sassy attitude which they could have not mistaken for so much confidence. The indication of the pattern, which you have shown the industry in the past 10 years has made it an un arguable fact that you have sown your seeds of hard work from the scratch to the heads, and they have nothing but success to outcome for your income.
An outward appearance of sinzu, makes one see the reason why you cannot be denied to be acclaimed american. The hit track "Sambaribobo" (spelling check please?) Made it obvious you were indeed an indigenous african. I was soon quick to understand why you had to be tagged african american.
As a young teenage boy who happened to be a lover of hip-hop far back as 10 years ago, the current mr sinzu was someone who caught my eyes interest. After some years then I got more disposed to more songs of yours. I began to listen to the hardcore rhythmic attitude infected lyrics which you show case. The mix tape which was done under SMG is another master piece of the kind of music you enjoy doing regardless of the predicaments of the Nigerian music industry.
I have also known that your mind and skills have made you so diverse that basing abroad to ply your trade was the better option for the greener pastures. In a song of yours you said you had been popping pills for the past 45 minutes, so if someone said you were high, it was a complement. That line was dope. I could understand that after G check, the figures on the cheque started making the cheque heavy to extent that a Gee had to check heavily. The only guy who has not been fully qualified to be tagged mad since 2010, everyone has just been asking what is sinzu? They don dey madt abi? You have told them sinzu is sinzu* Lord knows, lord knows is a sound project @kelsswagg and @itz_kraziecent have so fallen love over heels with! your music as they say, sounds as if you were recording somewhere close to cloud nine.
A fallacy expressing victory of the supreme being which is true tried to diss you. He could not pull through, guess it was a lame decision he made after all. I see you left the industry for better cheques but I also understand you are still giving hip hop some good head. Since your hip can still hop you don't want to stop. Carolina mama*** you made that song so dope. @divatikky would always say sinzu is my big crush o! He has swag! I knew it was true, I just envied how much joy I could see you having. I told her @sinzusmg is something that has not fully shown itself yet. She asked how? I told her to give you some more time to make an industry for yourself.
I grew up and became coperatestreetboy* just wishing there would be a time I could chill with you. Your mindset is something I have set my mind on. You look to me, like a man who has a lot of experience and intellect to continue a series of dignity needed to be observed. There is a passion I evolve around my brain as regards who you really are. In the past 10 years following your music, there is more to what my mind knows than I can know. Say me hi to your daughter. She has one of the best Dads. I salute My self made General.

_Coperatestreetboy*
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Thursday, February 6, 2014

Be a Muse To Yourself

Growing up is the most difficult stage of life a being called human can undergo. Developing to a foetus born baby and getting to become a teenager is a long way of time that each human must in a way go through if they still remain to posses life.
The treatment given to babies shows that someone somewhere is always convinced they must have a decision to the free will of a baby. The law in ways they have made possible to keep people obedient and conformed to a certain way has found a way of labelling some set of people as minors there by still proving they are not able to make decisions of their own.
When one becomes an adult human and is still very much restricted to laws and doctrines that don't really appease them, the world then tags them as unlawful and illegal. The very intention of government to be in charge makes it possible for just only a few person to be really in charge of the time given to them on this planet called earth.
The game of thrones and the fight for power and influence makes every natural selfish inclined human from origin to remain a pest to his fellow human. The doubt that comes in the mind of a man not to do that which Is usual makes the man doing the unusual, yet, when the world wants to celebrate something new, it comes as something that was not usual. The usual brings the usual, the unusual is what should be done to expect the unusual. Like @vectorthaviper says "am a muse to myself" inspire yourself people!!!!

_CoperateStreetBoy*
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Monday, February 3, 2014

Lounge X 7th Feb @WhyteView Hotels!! (Do what Makes You Happy)

Living a life that is not interesting to the entity breeding the life is not something interesting to the entity that is breathing life. Why we cannot handle a couple of situations in life is left to us to handle, the interest of life Is simple and dynamic, it just takes the right sight on the site to keep the structure tight.
Some common saying I know is "when you get to rome, be like the romans" and this just fulfils my mind one the clarity that a cow cannot bore a goat!
By friday I would do what makes me happy and appear at lounge X official Grand launching. #teamfreshdealers invites everybody as they say I should come with family and friends.
Coperatestreetboy* loves fun, you should too..... Friday, Feb 7th 2014 @ WhyteView Hotels. We should go X Lounge X like it was our Ex. Meanwhile I promise we must flex lounge X even if na with one of your EX, I must flex Lounge X!!!

_CoperateStreetBoy
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