Dixon is located in Toronto,Canada. Toronto has a large somali community about 95,000 to be exact. It is a beautiful city. You should come check it out sometime

Dixon is located in Toronto,Canada. Toronto has a large somali community about 95,000 to be exact. It is a beautiful city. You should come check it out sometime

Dixon is located in Toronto,Canada. Toronto has a large somali community about 95,000 to be exact. It is a beautiful city. You should come check it out sometime

Hibo u r wlc- Qawdhan is right though sis i am a girl.

As far as Jaber and Qawdhan r concerned this is what I got to say to u:... First of all, U can't judge a book by its cover, by that I mean, U can't possiblely know, what I stand for....or symbolize. When I forwarded this poem, what I had in mind was the idea of us appreciating blackness...nothing more. Jaber: Inaad ku dhahdid baaha ma aheyn inan yar oo FUBU ku dhex kortay ha qiimeyn hadalkeeda. Anigu run ahaantii hadii la eego da'deyda saa uma weyni, hadaad adiga aabaheyn la egtahay. Balse what counts is the way we carry ourselves, as they say age is nothing but a number. Waa ka duwanahay madowga, laakiinse we share the color with them. Aniga kumaan oran dhaqankooda qaado, ama mid ka guurso. I am proud Somali, and a proud black. And pls.. READ between lines to grasp.......the actual meaning behind the written words... Baaha: U r absolutely right bro.........thnx for standing by.

jaber: bro waa nogakentey allaha kakenee qosol baan u dhintay nin haduu caqli laheen micno maleh waxaad isku noqoneysaan diin iyo dawaco right? asagu waxuu noqon diin ana dawaco its fine with moi.... naag qaawan: can u tell me what u mean by pms

Qawdhan ur point taken laakin you know what we believed when we were back in Somalia doesn't work here sxb. Maybe dadka madow waxaynu uu naqanay madow cause we were ignorant and thought that somalidu waa race gaar ah oo cid walba ka duwan. Sure enough waynu ka cas nahay oo ka qorqornay but that is as far as it goes. At one point when I was living in Asia I realised that to everyone else qof madow waa madow doesn't matter inaad ka cas tahay or not. The kids at school would see someone who was from say Kenya and then they would come up to me and say maa abaaha ba. And the strange thing is in Somalia most ppl think in aan ahay mixed race. We should realise inay madow and stop these attitudes we use otherwise we will the prove living of the somali saying that goes "dacawaadi taalabadaydii ka tagday tii nabigana gaadhi wayday" Jaber waxaa inaa hooday waxaynaan ahayn ayaaynu is moodnay. looking at somalinet I realise that the attitude adapted by most of the somalis is that they are not dad madow and at times the kind of the lanuage they use is so full of racism. Imagine cid aan ahayn Somali coming across and ppl will be wondering oo yay is moodayn inay yihin. I am sure we will be the laughing stock of this time. BTW i don't buy we are the afro-asiatic race crap.

lol@DN Ubax... I thought u had the info on this woman..but you want it? LOL Who is she anyway??

C'mon girls. When was the last time that you went out with an ugly guy with lots of brains?...don't lie to the nomads here!!!!!! Fact: there are more smart uglies than smart handsomes Fact: Somali girls always try to go out with a dumb handsome guys...since there are less smart handsome guys out there anyways. Fact: if girls had a choice of a dumb handsome guy or smart ugly guy, they would rather be with the dumb guy. Fact: most SOmali girls don't know who is dumb and who is smart. Any pretty boy they see is a smart ass is a smart ass to them.

NIN QURUX BADAN OO NACAS AH MAXUU KUGU TARI ANIGA WAXAA ILA FIICAN NIN FOOLXUN OO CAQLI BADAN.

Sis with all due respect - i think any country or group of ppl can work out their problems - i don't think they need to look to the west for their solutions nor do I think that what works for the west will work for every one else.

Qawdhan and Jaber so what exactly r the nomads. Correct me if I am wrong but geeljirayaasha r not a race of their own. I don't see anything wrong with being black and proud, while looking from a religious prespective this posting may be wrong but other that it is an inspiration to many ppl. Maybe " waynu ka yar duwanay" but that doesn't count for all of Somalis. Eeg inta somali dad moodow ah- inta cas naftirkeeda -in the eyes of those other nationalities- waa dad modoow. Wake up and realise inaynu dad madoow nahay and stop putting down dadka madow.

You are a feminist, aren't ya Nowaal. Please. Arm them with what? sticks? since women can't carry even an AK-47 let alone a heavier stuff.

Baaha: I know what u mean, bro/sis. But I wasn't looking at it from that prospective.. Maybe looking at it it is dambi. Jaber: I did say someone forwarded it to me........its not like I am calling it my own....FYI I am known to be original. Second.. what u believe doesn't necessarily count for my believes. If u have some much despise for the blacks... that is something u will have to overcome on ur own. I am B-L-A-C-K & P-R-O-U-D. Qawdhan: As far as u go..........I will simply ignore what u have just posted...but will certainly say this " Learn how to get ur point across without being offensive"... Whose picture I have hanging in my bed is a personal choice....NOYB.

Yo gj heard ya son. now ya fallow me as tuor you to ma theory.. What?I'll beggin like judge gave orders/ I"hold" more mic's than news reporters/ Spit so "loud" I turn on all voice-activated tape recorders/ What son? You think I'm playing?/ I spit so "sick" I got bad breath and my teeth start decaying/ The iron-mic knight instead of dragons it's these bullshit eMCees I'm slaying/ Verbal matters produce flames when I recite my lyrical tactic sayings/ When I get mad, I explode into 1,000,000 verses/ All un-edited dissing every phucking eMCee with mad curses/ On that phuck, a$$, damn, type sh^t/ Blast eMCees put them on total intermit/ After I rhyme, eMCees get lyrically phobic/ They don't wanna rhyme no more/ You get no props in the street like a pimp with no whores/ Even on "10 white chicks, I scored/ Lyrical tongue lashing leave your throat scorned/ Every pen I touch to write a rhyme automatically becomes an artifact/ Under pressure, I'm like a 52 character password, cause I'm hard to crack/ Verbally get "high", like smoking chronic, I rep myself completely/ Spit virus filled rhymes, electronically to burn out your WEBtv/ Verses weigh 27 tons to pound lands/ They won't play me on the Radio because I distorted and exploded the AM/FM frequency band/ I frequently ran, threw many crews and they shoes/ I'm tired of battling wack eMCees cause against me, Too many lose/ Diffuse my mind, refused the time/ Sever your "chrome dome", "SYMMETRICALLY" to put "your LIFE on the LINE"/ The one who spit so "hot" it feels cold/ What the phuck you ask is that? Don't matter it sounds phat when it's told/ Like a store with no security your merchandise get stole/ Straight off the dome sh^t/ Spit on you so bad on stage make you wanna go home quick/ Talking nuff' sh^t, talk like that C@pital b!tch/ Then say some dumb shit, "oh your lucky that I can't spit"/ Nigga, don't you ever in your life think you better than me/ What the Phuck? Nigga I'll leave you with "wet bloody holes" like "pussies" And that's exactly what most of these niggas are/ Most of them niggas don't even know that a verse can contain 16 or 32 bars/ Niggas made of glass like most jars/ At this point I'm just spitting to spit/ Whatever the Phuck I type from my fingertips/ Gets post and than you people read it/ Like "ORPUJE?OE", I don't really care if it gets critiqued/ Never meek,a genuis thick glass geek, burn holes with my pen through the looseleaf/ EMCees nowadays is non-versatile and very weak/ When you call em' out, they like immigrants talking to the cops, "they don't speak"/ Y'all should just pack you bags, leave the lounge and retire/ Y'all niggas couldn't spit "hot" shit, if I lit your rhymebook on fire/ Like most somali girls vaginas before marriage you cant' **** with me/ My name stands for Sunset's.Unlimited.Nouns.Specifically.Expresses.Terrifically/ Now at this time you be like "Damn, this nigga is ill/ You'd prolly rec me as Man-U-ill ((Manuill)/ I know I got skills, you Phuck with me I'll make you an "ENEMY OF THE STATE" like "Will"/ ------------------ I'm where it endz...

Yo gj heard ya son. now ya fallow me as tuor you to ma theory.. What?I'll beggin like judge gave orders/ I"hold" more mic's than news reporters/ Spit so "loud" I turn on all voice-activated tape recorders/ What son? You think I'm playing?/ I spit so "sick" I got bad breath and my teeth start decaying/ The iron-mic knight instead of dragons it's these bullshit eMCees I'm slaying/ Verbal matters produce flames when I recite my lyrical tactic sayings/ When I get mad, I explode into 1,000,000 verses/ All un-edited dissing every phucking eMCee with mad curses/ On that phuck, a$$, damn, type sh^t/ Blast eMCees put them on total intermit/ After I rhyme, eMCees get lyrically phobic/ They don't wanna rhyme no more/ You get no props in the street like a pimp with no whores/ Even on "10 white chicks, I scored/ Lyrical tongue lashing leave your throat scorned/ Every pen I touch to write a rhyme automatically becomes an artifact/ Under pressure, I'm like a 52 character password, cause I'm hard to crack/ Verbally get "high", like smoking chronic, I rep myself completely/ Spit virus filled rhymes, electronically to burn out your WEBtv/ Verses weigh 27 tons to pound lands/ They won't play me on the Radio because I distorted and exploded the AM/FM frequency band/ I frequently ran, threw many crews and they shoes/ I'm tired of battling wack eMCees cause against me, Too many lose/ Diffuse my mind, refused the time/ Sever your "chrome dome", "SYMMETRICALLY" to put "your LIFE on the LINE"/ The one who spit so "hot" it feels cold/ What the phuck you ask is that? Don't matter it sounds phat when it's told/ Like a store with no security your merchandise get stole/ Straight off the dome sh^t/ Spit on you so bad on stage make you wanna go home quick/ Talking nuff' sh^t, talk like that C@pital b!tch/ Then say some dumb shit, "oh your lucky that I can't spit"/ Nigga, don't you ever in your life think you better than me/ What the Phuck? Nigga I'll leave you with "wet bloody holes" like "pussies" And that's exactly what most of these niggas are/ Most of them niggas don't even know that a verse can contain 16 or 32 bars/ Niggas made of glass like most jars/ At this point I'm just spitting to spit/ Whatever the Phuck I type from my fingertips/ Gets post and than you people read it/ Like "ORPUJE?OE", I don't really care if it gets critiqued/ Never meek,a genuis thick glass geek, burn holes with my pen through the looseleaf/ EMCees nowadays is non-versatile and very weak/ When you call em' out, they like immigrants talking to the cops, "they don't speak"/ Y'all should just pack you bags, leave the lounge and retire/ Y'all niggas couldn't spit "hot" shit, if I lit your rhymebook on fire/ Like most somali girls vaginas before marriage you cant' **** with me/ My name stands for Sunset's.Unlimited.Nouns.Specifically.Expresses.Terrifically/ Now at this time you be like "Damn, this nigga is ill/ You'd prolly rec me as Man-U-ill ((Manuill)/ I know I got skills, you Phuck with me I'll make you an "ENEMY OF THE STATE" like "Will"/ ------------------ I'm where it endz...

Yo gj heard ya son. now ya fallow me as tuor you to ma theory.. What?I'll beggin like judge gave orders/ I"hold" more mic's than news reporters/ Spit so "loud" I turn on all voice-activated tape recorders/ What son? You think I'm playing?/ I spit so "sick" I got bad breath and my teeth start decaying/ The iron-mic knight instead of dragons it's these bullshit eMCees I'm slaying/ Verbal matters produce flames when I recite my lyrical tactic sayings/ When I get mad, I explode into 1,000,000 verses/ All un-edited dissing every phucking eMCee with mad curses/ On that phuck, a$$, damn, type sh^t/ Blast eMCees put them on total intermit/ After I rhyme, eMCees get lyrically phobic/ They don't wanna rhyme no more/ You get no props in the street like a pimp with no whores/ Even on "10 white chicks, I scored/ Lyrical tongue lashing leave your throat scorned/ Every pen I touch to write a rhyme automatically becomes an artifact/ Under pressure, I'm like a 52 character password, cause I'm hard to crack/ Verbally get "high", like smoking chronic, I rep myself completely/ Spit virus filled rhymes, electronically to burn out your WEBtv/ Verses weigh 27 tons to pound lands/ They won't play me on the Radio because I distorted and exploded the AM/FM frequency band/ I frequently ran, threw many crews and they shoes/ I'm tired of battling wack eMCees cause against me, Too many lose/ Diffuse my mind, refused the time/ Sever your "chrome dome", "SYMMETRICALLY" to put "your LIFE on the LINE"/ The one who spit so "hot" it feels cold/ What the phuck you ask is that? Don't matter it sounds phat when it's told/ Like a store with no security your merchandise get stole/ Straight off the dome sh^t/ Spit on you so bad on stage make you wanna go home quick/ Talking nuff' sh^t, talk like that C@pital b!tch/ Then say some dumb shit, "oh your lucky that I can't spit"/ Nigga, don't you ever in your life think you better than me/ What the Phuck? Nigga I'll leave you with "wet bloody holes" like "pussies" And that's exactly what most of these niggas are/ Most of them niggas don't even know that a verse can contain 16 or 32 bars/ Niggas made of glass like most jars/ At this point I'm just spitting to spit/ Whatever the Phuck I type from my fingertips/ Gets post and than you people read it/ Like "ORPUJE?OE", I don't really care if it gets critiqued/ Never meek,a genuis thick glass geek, burn holes with my pen through the looseleaf/ EMCees nowadays is non-versatile and very weak/ When you call em' out, they like immigrants talking to the cops, "they don't speak"/ Y'all should just pack you bags, leave the lounge and retire/ Y'all niggas couldn't spit "hot" shit, if I lit your rhymebook on fire/ Like most somali girls vaginas before marriage you cant' **** with me/ My name stands for Sunset's.Unlimited.Nouns.Specifically.Expresses.Terrifically/ Now at this time you be like "Damn, this nigga is ill/ You'd prolly rec me as Man-U-ill ((Manuill)/ I know I got skills, you Phuck with me I'll make you an "ENEMY OF THE STATE" like "Will"/ ------------------ I'm where it endz...

Yo gj heard ya son. now ya fallow me as tuor you to ma theory.. What?I'll beggin like judge gave orders/ I"hold" more mic's than news reporters/ Spit so "loud" I turn on all voice-activated tape recorders/ What son? You think I'm playing?/ I spit so "sick" I got bad breath and my teeth start decaying/ The iron-mic knight instead of dragons it's these bullshit eMCees I'm slaying/ Verbal matters produce flames when I recite my lyrical tactic sayings/ When I get mad, I explode into 1,000,000 verses/ All un-edited dissing every phucking eMCee with mad curses/ On that phuck, a$$, damn, type sh^t/ Blast eMCees put them on total intermit/ After I rhyme, eMCees get lyrically phobic/ They don't wanna rhyme no more/ You get no props in the street like a pimp with no whores/ Even on "10 white chicks, I scored/ Lyrical tongue lashing leave your throat scorned/ Every pen I touch to write a rhyme automatically becomes an artifact/ Under pressure, I'm like a 52 character password, cause I'm hard to crack/ Verbally get "high", like smoking chronic, I rep myself completely/ Spit virus filled rhymes, electronically to burn out your WEBtv/ Verses weigh 27 tons to pound lands/ They won't play me on the Radio because I distorted and exploded the AM/FM frequency band/ I frequently ran, threw many crews and they shoes/ I'm tired of battling wack eMCees cause against me, Too many lose/ Diffuse my mind, refused the time/ Sever your "chrome dome", "SYMMETRICALLY" to put "your LIFE on the LINE"/ The one who spit so "hot" it feels cold/ What the phuck you ask is that? Don't matter it sounds phat when it's told/ Like a store with no security your merchandise get stole/ Straight off the dome sh^t/ Spit on you so bad on stage make you wanna go home quick/ Talking nuff' sh^t, talk like that C@pital b!tch/ Then say some dumb shit, "oh your lucky that I can't spit"/ Nigga, don't you ever in your life think you better than me/ What the Phuck? Nigga I'll leave you with "wet bloody holes" like "pussies" And that's exactly what most of these niggas are/ Most of them niggas don't even know that a verse can contain 16 or 32 bars/ Niggas made of glass like most jars/ At this point I'm just spitting to spit/ Whatever the Phuck I type from my fingertips/ Gets post and than you people read it/ Like "ORPUJE?OE", I don't really care if it gets critiqued/ Never meek,a genuis thick glass geek, burn holes with my pen through the looseleaf/ EMCees nowadays is non-versatile and very weak/ When you call em' out, they like immigrants talking to the cops, "they don't speak"/ Y'all should just pack you bags, leave the lounge and retire/ Y'all niggas couldn't spit "hot" shit, if I lit your rhymebook on fire/ Like most somali girls vaginas before marriage you cant' **** with me/ My name stands for Sunset's.Unlimited.Nouns.Specifically.Expresses.Terrifically/ Now at this time you be like "Damn, this nigga is ill/ You'd prolly rec me as Man-U-ill ((Manuill)/ I know I got skills, you Phuck with me I'll make you an "ENEMY OF THE STATE" like "Will"/ ------------------ I'm where it endz...

Vision Ya ain't have to be negative, namean? If ya ready for a battle...let loose. Ya might loose blood here. The world is your! Pz

Vision Ya ain't have to be negative, namean? If ya ready for a battle...let loose. Ya might loose blood here. The world is your! Pz

Vision Ya ain't have to be negative, namean? If ya ready for a battle...let loose. Ya might loose blood here. The world is your! Pz

Vision Ya ain't have to be negative, namean? If ya ready for a battle...let loose. Ya might loose blood here. The world is your! Pz

Sis, while the post was quite interesting still I don't think as muslims we should promote such stuff.. especially the last part it would be like painting a picture of Allah and nobody knows what he looks like. The other thing is I don't think it is fair to say Allah favours his creature based on their color.

A friend of mine wrote this, I thought I would share it with ya all.... It has inspired me indeed. EnjoY it>> Why did you make me black Lord... Lord... Why did you make me black? Why did you make someone the world would hold back? Black is the color of dirty clothes, of grimy hands and feet.... Black is the color of darkness, of tired beaten streets... Why did you give me thick lips, a broad nose kinky hair? Why did you create someone who receives the hated stare? Black is the color of the bruised eye when someone gets hurt... Black is the color of darkness black is the color of dirt. Why is my bone structure so thick, my hips and cheeks so high? Why are my eyes brown and not the color of the sky? Why do people think I`m useless? How come I feel so used? Why do people see my skin and think I should be abused? Lord, I just dont understand... What is it about my skin? Why is it some people want to hate me and not know the person within? Black is what other people are "Labeled" when others want to keep them away.... Black is the color of shadows cast Black is the end of day. Lord you know my own people mistreat me, and you know this just aint`t right... The dont like my hair, they don`t like me skin, as they say I`m too dark or too light! Lord, don`t you think it`s time to make a chage? Why don`t you redo creation and make everyone the same? God`s Reply: I made you in the color of coal from which beautifuldiamonds are formed... I made you in in the color of oil the black gold which keeps people warm. Your color is the same as the rich dark soil that grows the food you need... Your color is the same as the black stallion and panther, Oh what a majestic creature indeed! All colors of the heavenly rainbow can be found throught ever nation... When all these colors are blended, you become my greatest creation! Your hair is the texture of lamb`s wool, such a beautiful creature is he... I am the shepherd who watches them, I will ALWAYS watch over thee! You are the color of the midnight sky, I put the star glitter in your eyes... There`s a beautiful smile hidden behind your pain... Thats why your cheeks are so high! You are the color of dark clouds from hurricanes I create in September... I made your lips so full and thick, so when you kiss...they will remember! Your stature is strong,your bone structure thick to withstand the burden of time... The reflection you see in the mirror, that image that looks back, that is MINE! So get off your knees, look into the mirror and tell me what you see? I didn`t make you in the image of darkness... I made you in the image of ME! ------------------ "All colors of the heavenly rainbow can be found through ever nation... When all these colors are blended, black become God's greatest creation"

I thought I would share this with ya...A friend of mine forwarded it to me... It has insipred me indeed... Why did you make me black Lord... Lord... Why did you make me black? Why did you make someone the world would hold back? Black is the color of dirty clothes, of grimy hands and feet.... Black is the color of darkness, of tired beaten streets... Why did you give me thick lips, a broad nose kinky hair? Why did you create someone who receives the hated stare? Black is the color of the bruised eye when someone gets hurt... Black is the color of darkness black is the color of dirt. Why is my bone structure so thick, my hips and cheeks so high? Why are my eyes brown and not the color of the sky? Why do people think I`m useless? How come I feel so used? Why do people see my skin and think I should be abused? Lord, I just dont understand... What is it about my skin? Why is it some people want to hate me and not know the person within? Black is what other people are "Labeled" when others want to keep them away.... Black is the color of shadows cast Black is the end of day. Lord you know my own people mistreat me, and you know this just aint`t right... The dont like my hair, they don`t like me skin, as they say I`m too dark or too light! Lord, don`t you think it`s time to make a chage? Why don`t you redo creation and make everyone the same? God`s Reply: I made you in the color of coal from which beautifuldiamonds are formed... I made you in in the color of oil the black gold which keeps people warm. Your color is the same as the rich dark soil that grows the food you need... Your color is the same as the black stallion and panther, Oh what a majestic creature indeed! All colors of the heavenly rainbow can be found throught ever nation... When all these colors are blended, you become my greatest creation! Your hair is the texture of lamb`s wool, such a beautiful creature is he... I am the shepherd who watches them, I will ALWAYS watch over thee! You are the color of the midnight sky, I put the star glitter in your eyes... There`s a beautiful smile hidden behind your pain... Thats why your cheeks are so high! You are the color of dark clouds from hurricanes I create in September... I made your lips so full and thick, so when you kiss...they will remember! Your stature is strong,your bone structure thick to withstand the burden of time... The reflection you see in the mirror, that image that looks back, that is MINE! So get off your knees, look into the mirror and tell me what you see? I didn`t make you in the image of darkness... I made you in the image of ME! Just gorgeous!!