<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:31:34.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOST XYC</title><subtitle type='html'>Xtian Youths Central</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-5711490295170172508</id><published>2008-08-11T08:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:34:22.619+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Worried State Of Mind</title><content type='html'>I can remember when we became friends,&lt;br /&gt;We were close and very inseparable,&lt;br /&gt;We used to hangout all the time,&lt;br /&gt;And we could tell ourselves everything,&lt;br /&gt;Now you feel me aint perfect for ya,&lt;br /&gt;You feel I do not belong at your level,&lt;br /&gt;I try everyday to talk to you like before,&lt;br /&gt;However, I guess I am just not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very unappreciated now,&lt;br /&gt;Because it is like our friendship means nothing to you,&lt;br /&gt;I feel very unappreciated right now,&lt;br /&gt;Because you discarded and tossed away something, I thought we shared.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is time to move on and be strong,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;They say some things are better forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;So maybe we should forget being friends.&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts to see you walk away,&lt;br /&gt;And live me all alone.&lt;br /&gt;But I will survive anyways,&lt;br /&gt;My savoir is with me,&lt;br /&gt;He will never let me down.&lt;br /&gt;Wait!&lt;br /&gt;Before you go… one more thing,&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful being your friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-5711490295170172508?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/5711490295170172508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=5711490295170172508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/5711490295170172508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/5711490295170172508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/08/worried-state-of-mind.html' title='A Worried State Of Mind'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-3856886308721573858</id><published>2008-08-11T08:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:29:37.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFESS THIS&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>I really need you to confess this. It is inspired by the Holy Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not of this world.&lt;br /&gt;I am a royal priest.&lt;br /&gt;I have been called out of darkness into God’s marvelous light.&lt;br /&gt;He has forgiven me all my sins and has given me all that I need.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, old things have passed away and all things have become new.&lt;br /&gt;The Lords will not forsake me because of the sins of my past.&lt;br /&gt;He will make me a new person.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, you shall bless the Lord when you see my righteousness and me.&lt;br /&gt;All things will marvel and tremble at the sight of me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am now an heir in the Kingdom of the Living God!&lt;br /&gt;I AM A CHILD OF THE LIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;THE SON OF GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-3856886308721573858?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3856886308721573858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=3856886308721573858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/3856886308721573858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/3856886308721573858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/08/confess-this.html' title='CONFESS THIS&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-1752099109675034148</id><published>2008-08-04T19:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:16:51.937+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'RE BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Troubles are round us on every side, but we are not shut in; things are hard for us, but we see a way out of them (2 Corinthians 4:8)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of this year I promised God that I would do something for Him, that I would put my talents into something for His glory and so BOOST was born, with a lot of dreams for it. In the last few weeks, it has been hard to write like it wasn't by force and not be overwhelmed by circumstances around. Someone told me a while back that I seemed to be on top of everything all the time and it didn't look like I had any problems. All I said was "take control of things, don't let thing take control of you". Basically BOOST isn't going anywhere, not anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello People.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-1752099109675034148?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1752099109675034148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=1752099109675034148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/1752099109675034148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/1752099109675034148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/08/were-back.html' title='WE&apos;RE BACK'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-2426582776564216503</id><published>2008-05-31T18:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:15:14.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN........I KNOW I CAN</title><content type='html'>Do you know that some eagles do not fly? The story is told of a man who found and eagle’s egg and put it into the nest of a prairie chicken. The eaglet hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them. All his life the eagle, thinking he was a prairie chicken, did whatever the other chickens did. He scratched the dirt for seeds and insects to eat. He clucked and cackled, and flew in a brief thrashing of wings and flurry of feathers no more than a few feet off the ground. After all, this is how prairie chickens are supposed to fly. Years passed ant the eagle grew old. One day, he saw a magnificent bird far above him in the cloudless sky. Hanging with graceful majesty on the powerful wind currents, it soared with scarcely a beat of its string golden wings. “What a beautiful bird!” said the eagle to his neighbor. “What is it?”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s an eagle…the chief of birds”, the neighbor clucked. “But don’t give it a second thought. You could &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; be like him”. Therefore, the eagle &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; gave it another thought. And it died thinking it was a prairie chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AS A MAN THINKETH SO HE IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Basically, all that we need to get to the point where God has destined for us is really in our hands. According to 3 John 1:2 He desires that we may prosper, so really and truly we hold the power. We can choose to be mere survivors on earth or we can thrive for a greater glory. Arise and soar like the eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-2426582776564216503?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/2426582776564216503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=2426582776564216503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/2426582776564216503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/2426582776564216503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-you-know-that-some-eagles-do-not-fly.html' title='I THINK I CAN, I THINK I CAN........I KNOW I CAN'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-8940164596659593573</id><published>2008-04-27T16:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:52:53.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NO GIVIN' UP</title><content type='html'>Revelations 12: 11 &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives to the death."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these past weeks, I have been faced with trials and the one verse that has kept me going is (and i am going to state it in my own style) "I overcame all _______ (trials, circumstances, unfortunate turn of events) by the blood of the lamb and the word of my testimony". I got so into it i started singing the marymary song "can't give up now". Sometimes things don't always go the way we plan, sometimes we've had things all figured out in our heads we can't imagine anything going wrong, and out of the blues we experience setbacks that could marr our plans. It is so easy to lose hope when in the dark, so much that we do not even see that scarlet rope that has been let down for us to hang on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overcome all things by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of my testimony. (say it over n' over again, and don't you dare stop believing it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-8940164596659593573?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8940164596659593573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=8940164596659593573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/8940164596659593573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/8940164596659593573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-givin-up.html' title='NO GIVIN&apos; UP'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-6976058965993190198</id><published>2008-04-07T15:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T14:58:57.844+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THY WILL BE DONE</title><content type='html'>hey guys, i know it's been a month since the last post and i apologise. This post is a major one for me because a lot of it if not all is based on stuff i passed through in the past few weeks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Renew my will from day to day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Blend it with Thine and take away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All that now makes it hard to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Thy will be done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the 7th verse of a hymn by Charlotte Eliott "My God, My father while i stray". I heard this first on good friday at my church service, and this was the only verse that struck me....coincidentally the minister made us sing this verse three times. And I thought back to Jesus' prayer before his crucifixion and the bit where he went "not my will, but yours...'. I did not realise that in the weeks to follow, i would be tried on these very words. This is a period where a lot of people are expecting things.......not like we dont always, but now especially, there are a lot of expectations concerning admissions and finals....and so on. For me it was with my admissions, i knew i wanted to go and somehow i honestly did not think anything would go wrong with that...but guess wat?....things went REALLY wrong. At a point i thought all the schools i applied to were against me and it seemed like i was just piling up all them rejection letters. I could not believe it, i was so angry with everybody...especially God and i hated hearing "dont worry, you're smart, you'll get into a school, no doubt"....i especially hated hearing "Just pray that God's will be done"......i was just thinking, when exactly will that be? when there are no more schools left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one night while it was raining, i was sitting in the dark listening to the radio....and Martina McBride's (i love her by the way) song, anyway, was playing....that was all it took for me to admit defeat...i couldnt fight God (maybe other can but i cant)....and so i just started talking, told him i was tired of being mad and sad...i just wanted to get into a good school....no the right school. Remember the 3 minutes relief thing i wrote about sometime ago....well i felt relief, i poured it all out and just said.... "you know what God, just take me where you want me to go...cuz i know wherever it is, it will be the right place"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, how do i feel?...Hopeful, the hard part now is making a choice...cuz he has prepared a table before me..such that i do not lack..i cannot be needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people whenever you're in a fix...remember to let his will be done. Can i get a Halleluia somebody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.martina-mcbride.com/lyrics/anyway.shtml"&gt;http://www.martina-mcbride.com/lyrics/anyway.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-6976058965993190198?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6976058965993190198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=6976058965993190198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/6976058965993190198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/6976058965993190198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/thy-will-be-done.html' title='THY WILL BE DONE'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-5735995422697349131</id><published>2008-03-12T10:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T10:53:11.904+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ADDICTION...(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT OR FICTION:&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; the way to combat an addiction, is an even greater addiction ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i am a huge fan of ugly betty and i remember when Daniel was trying to deal with his sexual appetite and whatsdatguy'sname? gave him the drug to use...to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"combat"&lt;/span&gt; his sexual addiction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyways, i posed a question to a lot of people around me, and now i'm asking you guys..is that how it works? Can we justify ANY form of addiction? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh it's okay to be hung on smoking...so long as it's not crack"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"i can cruise the XXX sites and pleasure myself...so long as i'm not actually doing IT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I cant remember where exactly i saw this clip (geez i cud even have imagined it)...neways there was a wife talking to her husband about their 16yr old son, she was worried about the amount of time he spent surfing the net and about all the porno magazines she'd found in his room. When she was done, the husband turned to her and said..."just be glad he isnt high on crack"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i remember saying to myself "that's it?...you're not gonna even try to do anything?" and i remember another part of me (must have been the bad voice) saying "well what do you expect him to do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So now i ask, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"is there not another way to combat/overcome/get over/... an addiction?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;...cuz i really am not satisfied with the whole greater addiction theory...puh-lease (mshew)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-5735995422697349131?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/5735995422697349131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=5735995422697349131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/5735995422697349131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/5735995422697349131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/addictions.html' title='ADDICTION...(s)'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-6208844563755743451</id><published>2008-02-29T15:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:33:49.925+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ROOFTOP MC's - MINORITY REPORT ALBUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_luxb3bZF0c4/R8geHiNv9JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Iv3ovxwLxeg/s1600-h/ROOFTOP+MCs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172417286827406482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_luxb3bZF0c4/R8geHiNv9JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Iv3ovxwLxeg/s320/ROOFTOP+MCs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In these days when cash and booty obsessed raplings encourage their listeners to party senselessly, it amounts to rebellion to do otherwise especially when it's done with as much, if not more energy and determination as the army of misguided prattlers. Now, back to our story...As the Nigerian hip hop scene evolves, several compelling characters are regularly thrown up, adding colour and verve to the colony of microphone commanders. Kunle Adeyoola a.k.a. Soulsnatcha and Olaitan Hughes a.k.a. Sokleva. Together known as RoofTop MCs, this Lagos pair are not only entertaining audiences with their brand of against the grain hip hop but are also spreading the message of Christ and practical Christian living to spiritually confused youths. Hold up! Before you dismiss them as another undistinguished gospel group it is imperative that I explain the phrase I have used to describe their mentality and brand of hip hop. The sound of these University of Lagos alumni can best be described as what you'll get when The Beastie Boys work with Run-DMC at Outkast's lab. In plainer English, the group tries to capture the situations and imaginations of enlightened young urban urbanites while giving us a peek in their nirvana of cryptic lyrics (I hope this is better). Having grown up in the 80s listening to a variety of music (Soulsnatcha's dad worked as a producer in Radio Nigeria 2 at the time) it was only normal that they incorporate elements of some of the prominent genres of the time into their music. But instead of limiting their creative excavation to hip hop's staple ore of funk soul and bass music, they've decided to introduce rock, pop and even skank into their sound. Including a dash of fuji helps to give their sound some semblance of cultural identity, enough for the average Nigerian listener to shed some of their indifference to what is generally perceived as American style hip hop. But the group's greatest strength lies in their ability to give electrifying live performances. RoofTop MCs are a class apart from the the rest when it comes to stage tantrums and pyrotechnics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Roof Top MCs,one of the leading hip-hop groups of our times. After the release of the critically acclaimed album "Shock Therapy" containing tracks like 'Shock Therapy', Feel this (remix),  have come out with a new album titled "Minority Report". This album boasts of songs like 'Lagemo', 'Elenu'. Even Lagemo's video has been  receiving rave reviews from the airplay it has been having.  It is now available in stores nationwide...Sooooo! go get yours nowwwww!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me give a lyrics preview of the Hit track Lagimo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo! take ma picture cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know we'r big here, we'r also big overseas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guyz around the world are feeling our steeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the ladies are screaming it "Rooftop Mcs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....... Blah Blah Blah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait a minute am loosing direction, i feel foolish i need your correction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put first the kingdom ma broda and the things you pose for na Jara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord please bring me back, if you have to hit ma head like a konga slap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O ri mi wu Ooooo...&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Elagimooooo&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't go any further.... all i can say is go get yours nowwww and your life shall be better than what it is...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-6208844563755743451?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6208844563755743451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=6208844563755743451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/6208844563755743451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/6208844563755743451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/rooftop-mcs-minority-report-album.html' title='ROOFTOP MC&apos;s - MINORITY REPORT ALBUM'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_luxb3bZF0c4/R8geHiNv9JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Iv3ovxwLxeg/s72-c/ROOFTOP+MCs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-8690659289124545444</id><published>2008-02-25T19:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:35:30.895+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasures</title><content type='html'>Wikipedia defines it as "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;something one considers pleasurable despite it being mainly received negatively or looked down on by a majority of society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". If youre feeling guilty about it, then it's definitely not right, but we do it all the time dont we.....promise no more cussing, but before we know it, we've called out all the words in the swear book...say we'd never check out that porno site, but the moment we get the chance, we're drawn toward the keyboard and our fingers just seem to type that link....there are tons and tons of examples i could give..&lt;br /&gt;but why do we do it? even i am not immune....those moments you get really pissed you really wanna use the F word, and you find yourself whispering (God forgive me)&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hear about it, what are those guilty pleasures that you know you really must let go of and youre having a hard time dropping?...yep, those things adding the extra pounds that you gotta shake off. we'll pray with you, even we need prayers concerning our guilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-8690659289124545444?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8690659289124545444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=8690659289124545444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/8690659289124545444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/8690659289124545444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/guilty-pleasures.html' title='Guilty Pleasures'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-4738400657397224022</id><published>2008-02-18T10:11:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T11:24:59.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN THINGS GET TOUGH</title><content type='html'>Hey, I do hope you had a fabulous valentine season, here’s what we’re talking about this week, it’s something WE ALL have experienced and probably still will, but we’ll know better by the time we’re through reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…….&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$!*CRASH*@%!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (I’m not cussing o)….yea, we all have moments when we’re completely worn and exhausted and so experience all sorts of emotions - fear, worry, anxiety…and the rest. And I am not immune to them. Sometime last night…I totally had that moment. But, I did have options&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Keep worrying myself and wearing myself out to the point of major major panic mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cry it out if I must, talk to God about it, talk to someone about it, and ask myself “what is the way forward?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s what I did, I admitted that I was indeed worn, I told God I really needed to feel that relief and I just really needed a way out…..Learn this, the holy spirit takes what…like 3 minutes to get you that relief, so I called up a friend, I cried my eyes out, he listened, let me finish (I really felt like a baby, but trust me I was glad to have that). When I was done, we went to “what is the way forward?”…Know this that at times like this, you never really can point out what is making you feel stressed. So we noted all possible causes, and solutions to all these. I hadn’t tried any of these before I went to bed, but knowing that I had let it all out, was the biggest relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN THINGS ARENT EXACTLY RIGHT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Talk to God. Be honest with him. Admit that you’re helpless and you really need to feel relieved and you really need his help. Do this and you’ll strengthen your relationship with him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Keep panicking and dwelling on all the things that have gone wrong, things that you have no control over. You’re already in a pit, don’t keep digging deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Talk to someone, someone you can pray with and you can confide in. At this point who you talk to matters a lot, don’t talk to someone you know isn’t the best person to be talking to at that point (and trust me, we do know who not to talk to).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Bury it. Try to hide it or get temporary relief by hiding behind work or something else (trust me I should know, that was my specialty). It does no good except magnify the problem actually, coz you have to face it when you least expect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Relax. I get inspired to write whatever, a song, poem…hey this is a product of it. Write it all out if you want to…Just chill out, BREATHE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Stop trying to solve the matter on your own. You already tried that before, that’s why you were feeling worn in the first place. Especially don’t try to handle it without God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Lastly, keep testifying (Rev 12:11A) “we overcome……….and by the word of OUR testimony”. Just keep telling yourself things are going to be fine. It’ll gear you up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Give Up. You’re not going to be in this forever (Romans 5:3-5). So people, take a chill pill and keep holding on, you’ll get there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know it may seem &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh its easier said than done&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;/em&gt; and trust me I did feel like that, but it isn’t so hard to do…in fact it’s not as hard as worrying, panicking and bottling things up, and it's especially less stressful. Try it out and give me a feedback, I’d love to hear about your experience (&lt;a href="mailto:boostxyc@gmail.com"&gt;boostxyc@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-4738400657397224022?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/4738400657397224022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=4738400657397224022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/4738400657397224022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/4738400657397224022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-things-get-tough.html' title='WHEN THINGS GET TOUGH'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-1391464811142689611</id><published>2008-02-10T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:18:33.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>it's Valentine's</title><content type='html'>yep...so we absolutely have to talk about it. It's like everywhere you look there's red..whether there are ribbons or balloons, or roses...whatever, but the town is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. To satisfy my curiosity i've decided to pose this question..."&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what exactly is valentines and why do we do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?"...why does everyone only go the extra mile in february? Is this the only period we should show love? Is not love an every second thing?......so what's the fuss about it in february alone?&lt;br /&gt;To cut it short...why now? what does valentine mean to you?....chocolates and roses...oh and teddy bears for the ladies?&lt;br /&gt;What is the fuss about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-1391464811142689611?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1391464811142689611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=1391464811142689611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/1391464811142689611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/1391464811142689611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-valentines.html' title='it&apos;s Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2522636486622589955.post-1341164911683376399</id><published>2008-02-01T15:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:01:48.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>we're here</title><content type='html'>Hi Guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;we are soooo excited about &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BOOST&lt;/span&gt;, it is a work-in-progress and we know God isnt finished with it. BOOST is a medium by youths for youths....It's hard enough being a believer, it's even harder as a young one, but truly there is no better time than the moment to hold on to God (honest, just check out Ecclesiastes 12:1). That's where we come in, we are here to give a boost where we can, and really it's not just us, we'd love opinions from whoever. Our posts are released weekly and we look forward to your comments. Anonymous comments are welcome although we'll love to know you personally..oh yea and if you're concerned about your privacy....you can email us at &lt;a href="mailto:boostxyc@gmail.com"&gt;boostxyc@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; (we'll keep it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just between us&lt;/span&gt;). Our &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;whats hot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;column gives you the latest on cd's and other stuff to check out. We have links to xtian sites and blogs you could be a part of.........Okay then, from us to you, keep the comments coming. God bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2522636486622589955-1341164911683376399?l=boost-xyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1341164911683376399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2522636486622589955&amp;postID=1341164911683376399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/1341164911683376399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2522636486622589955/posts/default/1341164911683376399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boost-xyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/were-here.html' title='we&apos;re here'/><author><name>Boost XYC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14285988927929078535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
