Hip hop world(chapter one)

      HIP   HOP   WORLD – ITS ALL COMING BACK

                 Chapter one

   Good day ladies and gentlemen you are welcome to my fiction story of paradise. It was an unimaginable paradise on earth I call it hip hop island it was an isolated island free from human evil deed the sight was amazing, one step inside you will think you are in heaven, birds are singing the weather cool and hot, the beach is blue. Unfortunately I can not swim, so is like paradise is becoming boring, so guest what I decided to invite some of my friends like Tabla, Bongos, Tuba, Balalaika, Piccolo, Cello, Viola, Banjo, Clarinet, and of course me repertoire.

    After some days they all came but were surprise that such a place exist on earth, we had the fun of our lives, then next day

Piccolo:  repertoire this place is getting tedious m-e-n

Repertoire: what’s the meaning of tedious m-e-n?

Piccolo: I mean is boring, there are no babes we have to invite our girl friends

Repertoire: but I don’t have any girl friend

Piccolo: don’t worry fine boy we’ll hook you up

Cello: yeah repertoire we all know you can not woo a babe so we are going to get you a good looking damsel

Repertoire: who exactly do you have in mind?

Cello: hmm that is going to be Harp

Repertoire: what! Harp hell no that girl is too brilliant for me

Tuba: well, most of the girls coming are bright

Repertoire: but not like Harp, can you imagine when we probably started talking and she asked me a question which I definitely know I will mess up, you know that’s going to be embarrassing

Tabla: common guys what’s going on?

[Tabla interrupt our conversation]

Cello: we are making arrangement for our girl friends to come and join us in our hip hop island

Tabla: that’s a good idea but there is one problem I don’t have a girl friend, besides repertoire don’t have one either

Piccolo: yeah we know we want to hook you guys up with some couple of fine babes  

    [Then balalaika jump into conclusion]

Balalaika: piccolo hold up, you know repertoire and I we are Muslim right so we prefer some fine Muslim babe you know what I’m saying

Repertoire: don’t worry about me, I don’t mind if the lass is a Christian or a Muslim as long as the babe is tight

Cello: I trust you repertoire you are a gentle player….. But as for you balalaika we may get you one fine girl you will like

           So after the talking and drinking is time to unwind, what better way can we do that if not by listening to music, viola brought his collection of audio compact disc he slot in his favorites rap music Mr. tupac that brother I must say can rap, I remember those days in school we give out rap in the class, clarinet, viola and I, oh boy is good to reminisce sometime, well gone are the days when boys are boys, men were men and rappers are rappers check out pac here m-e-n ♫ god please let me make it so that I’ll never steal again or kill again, my only friend is my misery, I wanna revenge for the agony they to me, see my life ain’t promise but it sure get better I hope you understand my love letter to my unborn child ♫yeah that is what I’m talking about that is a good rapper right there God bless that boy m-e-n, that’s a rap people, well that’s how far we can go is not like we are the rapper we just imitate. Meanwhile, as the day was getting dark we gathered ourselves at the edge of the beach and we set up a fire to keep our body warm, everybody sat down besides the fire and we talked about our life after secondary school and don’t we all have one or two story to tell. From the ten of us on that beach that day Tabla was more eager to let out his story but on a sad note

Tabla: well guys this is my story but before I go on with it, I must say is not that pleasant so bear with me

Viola: don’t worry m-e-n let us hear what you have to say

Tabla: all right as you all know I come from a very poor family I have to struggle on my own to survive and I know that some of you don’t know that I lost my dad that even make it difficult  for me to continue my education, but thanks to my aunty who is helping me out, she took me to kwara state polytechnic offa where I had my pre- degree programmed but bad for me I could not made the point they require so I was back at home thinking of what to do next, right now I am working as a casual worker at the same time I’m preparing for my joint admission and matriculation board examination, but you all know me I’m a hustler, I have to survive no matter what it takes and like they say after dark light come bright light, so that’s my own story who’s is next.

Clarinet: I’m next…

   [Clarinet and tabla had almost the same story, for them is hard knock life]

Clarinet: like you all heard that tabla lost his dad, I had a similar story to that of tabla is even worst, it all started like a joke to me when my dad call me up with my siblings that our mother have cancer, actually we were optimistic that she is going to pass through the sickness, but after few months as the sickness was getting real bad, she give up the ghost m-e-n.

Bongos: we are very sorry about that accept our sympathy, so what happen next

Clarinet: hmm let me see what happen next…

   [He pause for some seconds]

Clarinet: yeah I remembered, we went for funeral after that my siblings went back to Lagos but stay to have some fun and my people I really have fun, I met a real gorgeous babe

Viola: that’s my boy right there a true player to the heart

Clarinet: you have to be real player to have those lovely ladies

Viola: true word m-e-n

Clarinet: any way few weeks later I hit the home – run, you understand what I’m saying

Bongos: yeah we know what you mean m-e-n

Repertoire: oh my God, I don’t believe you did that

Clarinet: well you know sometime when you have the opportunity to do it you have to do it m-e-n

Viola: clarinet forget about repertoire his pretending

Repertoire: I am just trying to be modest

Bongos:  guys let clarinet conclude his story

Clarinet: there is nothing much to say again, after we slept together I don’t feel like seeing the girl again so I came back to Lagos. Concerning my education I had my senior secondary school certificate right I am working to save some money and go back to school, so that’s just it for now

Repertoire:  m-e-n we have heard your story, but I personally don’t like the love part

Viola: why wouldn’t you like it, you hypocrite

Repertoire: viola live me alone what’s your problem m-e-n

Cello: Tuba what’s up with you have not talked all day, perhaps you would like to share your story with us

Tuba: yeah I will love to

Cello:  we are ready

Tuba: it was really a mix feeling for me but I thank god I see it through it was so painful when I lost my dad, but I guess that is life you understand what I am saying I mean anybody can just die right now like hay that man is dead everything just went bleak m-e-n that is the way I felt when it happen to me, common guys don’t look at me like it was all sad story, I actually had my share of the love going round

Viola: do you hear that repertoire, tuba had his own share of love what are you going to do about it

Repertoire: cut the crap m-e-n

Viola: alright repertoire tell us the truth here…. Are you or are you not jealous because some of us here already make out with some girls

Repertoire: why in the hell should I be jealous, I believe you guys have the opportunity, definitely my time will come

Tuba: yes repertoire that’s the spirit