Jah Jehovah cover me, deliver me from my friendnemies,

Tim ba Jaye Kim ma bosi owo aye.

😀😃🤣 Score my Yoruba writing, this is actually some lyrics of one Nigerian music artist I don't even know his name, but I used to listen to this particular song on radio and I love it😁.

As how nah? You said you don't want to punish person, and change it again I want to punish you.

Can somebody explain to me!😃🤣 Is that line from the original artist? Even if the mistake is from the original artist can't davido correct it? Are they both on things and things🤣😋

A New Orleans music producer was arrested on a count of intentional exposure to HIV after he allegedly infected a bounce artist whose albums he had produced.

According to NOLA, Mykel “MykelOnTheBeat” Cook, 33, was booked into Orleans Justice Center on Sept. 18, court records show. Initially, he was held without bond pending a Gwen’s Law hearing. Magistrate Commissioner Joyce Sallah set Cook’s bond at $250,000 and issued a domestic protective order for the victim.

Cook has since been released on bond. He also has domestic violence convictions dating back to 2021 and 2023 in St. Charles and Jefferson parishes, respectively.

The artist, Jayvonda Bazile, 38, who performs as BOG Vonnie, asked NOLA.com to identify her publicly. She told the outlet that she decided to speak because she wants people in the music community to take HIV testing seriously and believes others could potentially have been exposed.

According to the arrest affidavit, Cook allegedly met Bazile in 2018 and “agreed to assist her in pursuing a music career and later assumed the role of her music producer.”

Their professional relationship eventually became personal, Bazile said.

“We became friends, and we weren’t in a relationship, but we were casually hooking up, or hanging out, doing music. Doing work to get us in a better spot in life,” Bazile told the outlet.

A Nigerian lady has called out Nigerian singer Reekado Banks’ management over an alleged unpaid compensation after she danced with the singer on stage.

In a video shared online, the lady said she had a good time dancing with Reekado Banks during the performance and was about to leave the stage when a member of his management approached her.

According to her, the manager told her that there was a compensation for her, even though she had not requested or asked to be paid for appearing on stage.

She said the manager exchanged contact details with her and she later sent him a message introducing herself. However, she said she did not send another message after that.

The lady said another member of Reekado’s team contacted her days later and asked whether she had received her compensation.

She then reached out to the first manager to confirm whether the person who contacted her was part of the singer’s management. According to her, the manager asked her to send a screenshot of the conversation.

She said the manager once again left her message on read without a reply and that she followed up with him again days later, but there was still no resolution regarding the promised compensation.

The lady said the situation had left a bad impression on her, stressing that she would not have expected any payment if it had not been offered to her in the first place.

She added that once someone promises compensation, especially when the person did not ask for it, it would be appropriate for the management to follow through and communicate properly.

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Singer Peter Okoye has admitted receiving about $800,000 in royalties from SACEM for P-Square’s musical works but said his elder brother, Jude Okoye, did not receive any share of the money.

According to the Guardian, Peter made the disclosure while testifying virtually before Justice Alexander Owoeye of the Federal High Court in Lagos during cross-examination by Jude’s lawyer, Clement Onwuewunor, SAN.

Jude and his company, Northside Music Limited, are facing a seven-count charge brought by the EFCC over alleged ₦1.3 billion and $1 million fraud. He pleaded not guilty to the charges.

During Tuesday’s proceedings, Peter was questioned about his claim that Jude took more than three months to provide P-Square’s backend royalty records after he requested them in 2022.

When told that the request was made on October 16 and the records were provided six days later, Peter insisted that he had made an earlier request.

However, when asked to provide evidence of the earlier request, he admitted that he had none and could not recall.

Peter confirmed receiving the royalty report covering payments from 2016 to 2022, explaining that it was requested because some people were interested in purchasing P-Square’s music catalogue.

He also acknowledged receiving about $800,000 from SACEM but maintained that Jude was not entitled to the money, insisting that it belonged to him and his twin brother, Paul.

Asked whether he informed Jude about the payments, Peter said, “No, the money was for the artists.”

He further maintained that Jude was not a member of P-Square, saying, “Jude is not part of P-Square.”

Peter acknowledged that Jude directed some of P-Square’s music videos but maintained that he and Paul composed, wrote and produced the group’s songs.

The court adjourned further hearing to December 8 and 9, 2026.

But some of them don dey get sense small🤣😀😃 don't let promises and gifts dazzled at you blind your eyes and block your brain.

Part 4 (Final): The Portrait That Painted Her Killer

In the weeks following Desmond's arrest and subsequent conviction, Ines found herself returning regularly to her great-aunt's studio, no longer frightened by the space, but instead drawn toward properly honoring Ottilie's memory and considerable artistic talent.

Detective Marlowe continued checking in periodically, ostensibly ensuring Ines felt genuinely secure following the unsettling ordeal, though their conversations gradually extended well beyond simple professional follow-up.

"You handled everything remarkably well," Marlowe observed one afternoon, visiting Ines at the now-peaceful studio. "Most people would have struggled considerably, confronting something so genuinely inexplicable."

"I couldn't simply ignore what was happening," Ines said honestly. "Not when my aunt was so clearly, desperately trying to communicate crucial truth."

Marlowe studied her with growing admiration. "That kind of courage is rather remarkable, Ines. I confess, I've found myself thinking about you rather more than strict professional follow-up typically requires."

Ines felt warmth spreading through her chest at the sincere admission. "I've felt the same way, actually. I confess, I've appreciated your continued visits rather more than simple safety concerns probably justify."

"Then perhaps," Marlowe said, gathering visible courage, "we might properly continue getting acquainted. Dinner, perhaps? Without any pretense of ongoing investigation."

Ines smiled warmly. "I'd like that very much."

Their relationship developed steadily over the following months, built genuinely on shared experience confronting difficult, inexplicable truth together. Ines eventually decided to properly restore and display several of her great-aunt's remaining artistic works, including the now-completed self-portrait, in a small local gallery dedicated to honoring Ottilie's considerable, previously underappreciated talent.

"I think she'd be genuinely proud," Marlowe said, attending the gallery's opening alongside Ines, both studying the completed self-portrait with quiet reverence. "Not simply for finally receiving proper justice, but for having her remarkable artistic legacy properly celebrated as well."

"I believe you're right," Ines said softly, genuine peace finally settling into place after months of frightening uncertainty and difficult, necessary investigation.

A year after Desmond's conviction, Marlowe returned to the gallery one evening, retrieving a small, carefully wrapped box she'd clearly been anticipating for weeks.

"I wanted to ask you here specifically," she said, gesturing toward Ottilie's portrait, prominently displayed nearby. "It felt appropriate, given everything this particular painting has meant to both of us."

Ines watched, breath catching, as Marlowe opened the box to reveal a delicate ring.

"Ines, will you marry me? Not because of the case that originally brought us together, but because I've fallen genuinely, completely in love with your courage, compassion, and remarkable dedication to properly honoring difficult, complicated truth."

"Yes," Ines said immediately, joyful tears spilling freely as she embraced Marlowe fully. "Completely, genuinely, without a single moment of hesitation."

As they embraced before Ottilie's finally-completed, peacefully resolved portrait, Ines understood profoundly that sometimes the most meaningful connections emerge precisely from courageously confronting life's most difficult, inexplicable truths proof that even the darkest mysteries could ultimately illuminate unexpected paths toward genuine justice, healing, and lasting love.

THE END 🎨💍💛✨

Part 2: The Portrait That Painted Her Killer

Ines watched, frozen, as the charcoal features continued sharpening with agonizing slowness a strong jawline emerging first, then the shape of deep-set eyes, each detail materializing as though some invisible hand guided the transformation.

"Please," she whispered to the portrait, "show me faster. Before it's too late for whatever you're trying to warn me about."

"He knows the portrait exists," Ottilie's fading voice warned. "He's been searching for it since the day I died. If he realizes you've discovered what it's revealing"

The voice cut off abruptly, the studio falling into sudden, heavy silence.

Ines's phone buzzed unexpectedly on the nearby table a text from an unknown number, arriving at exactly the wrong moment to feel like coincidence.

Unknown number: I heard you've been going through your aunt's old things. Anything interesting turn up?

Chills spread through her entire body. She glanced back at the portrait, the emerging face now nearly complete familiar in a way that made her stomach twist with dawning, horrified recognition.

It was Desmond Ashgrove. Her aunt's longtime neighbor, a quiet, unassuming man who'd attended Ottilie's funeral, offered condolences, even helped Ines move several boxes during her initial estate cleanup.

She typed back carefully, hands trembling. Just old paintings. Nothing particularly interesting.

Unknown number: Good. Keep it that way.

The threat, thinly veiled but unmistakable, settled ice-cold through her chest. She looked back at the portrait one final time, the face now completely, undeniably rendered Desmond's unmistakable features staring back at her from her great-aunt's final, desperate artistic testament.

Ines called Detective Marlowe Chen immediately, voice shaking as she explained everything the shifting portrait, Ottilie's whispered warning, the threatening text that had arrived at precisely the wrong moment.

"I need you to stay somewhere safe tonight," Marlowe said firmly, once Ines finished her disjointed, frightened account. "I'll dispatch someone immediately to properly secure that portrait as evidence, and we'll bring Desmond Ashgrove in for questioning first thing tomorrow."

"Do you actually believe me?" Ines asked, uncertain whether her impossible account would receive genuine, serious consideration.

"I've seen stranger things prove entirely true," Marlowe said carefully. "And given how specifically threatening that text message was, I believe we have more than sufficient reason to properly investigate Desmond regardless of the portrait's inexplicable nature."

to be continued... 🎨🚨

Nigerian singer Skales has warned against the growing culture of beef and rivalry in the Nigerian music industry, saying it could eventually lead to loss of lives.

In a post on X, the singer urged artistes and fans to stop promoting hostility, stressing that love and respect were better than hate.

“One day all this beef that y’all are promoting will cause the loss of lives in this Nigerian music industry,” he wrote.

“Please y’all better stop before it’s too late. Love is cheaper than hate, so is respect.”

Skales also opened up about his own experiences in the industry, saying he had been betrayed and lied about by people he believed were on the same team with him.

He claimed some people spread different narratives about him after gaining the spotlight and attempted to downplay his achievements.

“In this industry I was betrayed, lied upon, called a jealous person. People that I thought we were on the same team told many lies about me because they got the spotlight and sold different agendas,” he wrote.

Despite the challenges, Skales said he has remained relevant nearly two decades into his career and credited God and his mother for helping him through difficult periods.

The Locksmith Who Opened Hearts

Every lock Thaddeus ever made held a peculiar quality they couldn't be picked, forced, or broken, only opened by whoever the lock itself decided was worthy. His grandmother had taught him the craft, along with a warning: never make a lock for your own heart, because hearts locked by choice are far harder to properly open again than anyone realizes.

He'd ignored her warning after his fiancée left him at the altar, forging a small, intricate lock and sealing it around his own chest in a private, desperate ritual meant to protect himself from ever again risking that particular pain.

Five years later, Wren wandered into his shop seeking an ordinary lock for her grandmother's old trunk, entirely unaware she was about to become the first person in half a decade capable of making Thaddeus's carefully guarded heart ache with unfamiliar, unwelcome hope.

"This is beautiful work," she said, studying the intricate locks lining his workshop walls. "I've never seen craftsmanship this detailed."

"Thank you," Thaddeus said, unusually flustered by her genuine admiration. "Most customers simply want function, not artistry."

"Function and artistry aren't mutually exclusive," Wren observed, studying him now rather than simply his work. "Though I confess, you seem rather guarded yourself, for someone whose craft is literally about creating protective barriers."

Thaddeus felt something uncomfortable shift in his chest the old lock, he realized with alarm, straining slightly against whatever unexpected pull her genuine curiosity provoked. "Occupational hazard, I suppose," he said carefully, deflecting.

Wren studied him a moment longer, something perceptive in her thoughtful gaze. "I don't believe that's entirely true. I think perhaps you've locked something rather important away yourself, quite deliberately."

Thaddeus's breath caught, startled by her uncomfortably accurate observation. "That's a rather bold assumption for someone I've just met."

"Perhaps," Wren said, unbothered by his defensive tone. "Though I find myself rather curious what exactly you're protecting so carefully, Thaddeusand whether you've ever properly considered that some things deserve to be reopened, rather than permanently sealed away."

to be continued... 🔐💛

Country music icon, Dolly Parton, whose career spanned music, TV and film, and included 11 Grammys and inductions into the Country Music and Rock and Roll Halls of Fame, has d!ed. She was 80.

Parton’s nephew, Brian Seaver, announced the news on Instagram on Tuesday, August 25, 2026.

“My name is Brin Seaver, son of Cassie Parton, and I’m representing the Parton and Owens family today announcing the passing of my aunt, Dolly Rebecca Parton Dean, Sister, Sis and Granny to one generation and Gigi to the next,” Seaver said in a video.

“This video announcement is something Dolly asked of me years ago, before I fully absorbed it as a future reality. As her head of security for more than two decades, a role my father Larry held before me, I have imagined the heaviness of this moment but haven’t truly felt it til now,” he added.

In the last year, Parton had canceled a string of concerts and appearances due to unspecified health challenges.

She announced in May 2026 that she was canceling a Las Vegas show and said she’d been undergoing treatment for kidney stones for several years.

Born Dolly Rebecca Parton on Jan. 19, 1946, in Pittman Center, Tennessee, the country icon made her debut album, “Hello, I’m Dolly,” released in 1967, after achieving success as a songwriter for other artists.

Parton, the fourth of twelve children, received 52 Grammy nominations, 11 wins, and was the second-most nominated woman in Grammy history, behind only Beyoncé, who has 79 nods and 24 wins.

Parton’s biggest hits include her three Top 10 hits on the Billboard Hot 100 — “9 to 5,” “Here You Come Again” and “Islands in the Stream.” She also has 25 No. 1 Hot Country songs like “Yellow Roses,” “Think About Love,” “Tennessee Homesick Blues” and “Jolene.”

She also saw success in Hollywood, starring in films like “9 to 5” and “The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas,” both of which earned her Best Actress Golden Globe nominations.

Before her passing, the singer’s husband of 58 years, Carl Dean, had died on March 3, 2025, in Nashville. He was 82.