Produced, Written and Performed by Jah-Femi Telewa 
Sang by Ciélle

Instrumental Produced by Ksenia Beats

Rap: Dance for your man now, 
hard slaps as go down, 
dance for the show now, 
what the whole world to know how, 
man was on lock down, 
felt like a bad clown, 
where is my real crown, 
why did just frown, 
king of a host town, 
love your pink gown…

Rap: Show your style, 
cause you on trial
Go hard, 
or go home
When I’m alone, I’m in the zone, shine fine like 
Chrome 
I’ll take my bone, cream of my cone
Still hard like stone 

Rap: Bounce for the rebound, 
bounce bounce for the rebound, 
Bounce for the rebound, 
bounce for the rebound
bounce for the rebound

Sing: Can it be that we 
love to be free
And this, love
 is for me
Live in, 
true unity
I don’t know if this could
Last for good

Sing: Has it been
So well designed 
That we should fall
So deep love
And fall back out
It’s not for clout
Let’s let it sprout 🌱 
Dark tall & stout 

Sing : Patients 
Is what we show
Go slow
It’s not for show
I just
Had to let you know 
Love has
 it’s highs and lows


Rap: Bounce for the rebound, 
bounce bounce for the rebound, 
Bounce for the rebound, 

bounce for the rebound

bounce for the rebound

Sing: Can it be that 
we love to be free
And this, 
love is for me
Live in, 
true unity
I don’t know if this could
Last for good

Bounce 4 da Rebound faet. Ciélle

QWAY-LO delivers a moody, hypnotic vibe with NEARLY GONE — a downtempo-meets-hip hop instrumental that hits at 128 BPM in D minor. Blending atmospheric textures, minimal yet haunting background vocals, and crisp drums, this beat sets the tone without stealing the spotlight.

It’s smooth. It’s spacious. It’s nearly gone — but not forgotten.

Designed with intention, this track leaves plenty of room for artists, vocalists, or creators to make it their own. Whether you're laying down bars, crafting melodies, or syncing visuals, this is your sonic playground. Chill, introspective, and undeniably head-nodding — QWAY-LO sets the vibe, now it’s your turn to finish the story.

NEARLY GONE

Soul, emotional ballad. 
Piano driven. 
Song and lyrics by Sas.

-Unappreciated 
[Verse]
I wake up early before the sun
struggle to sleep
Chasing my shadows 
No one sees me 
My hands to my face 
Hiding behind them
giving all I got
But they just take, take. 
Some ,They just leave ( sigh )
[Chorus]
Unappreciated that's my name
Pour my soul but it's all the same
Every thought, every breath I breathe,
It's for everyone else,
but no one sees me.
The real ME. 
[Verse 2]
I hold the weight of every word said
Quietly breaking under pride
I mend their hearts 
But who's gonna fix my broken one
[Prechorus]
Can't do right no matter how I try
They never notice 
what they say.
[Chorus]
Unappreciated that's my name
Pour my soul ,but it's all the same
Every thought, every breath I breathe
It's for them, but no one sees me
[Bridge]
The walls of this room echo my song
They listen better than people I've known and know.
In my lyrics I find my home.
Maybe the silence is my only friend.
At least it stays until the end.

Unappreciated, That’s my name.

Can’t do no right, 
so now I chose to not open my mouth. ( sigh ) ( sigh)

Unappreciated

Make up

Rumors Ruin

Embrace the Fall.Feat 《Kindred & Aero》

Fucked in the Head.

youre a fuckin' genius

You Don't Know What You Started.

Everything You Need To

“On Repeat” is a haunting and intimate song about depression, emptiness, and the heavy stillness of living the same day over and over. 

It paints a vivid picture of someone stuck in a cycle of numb routine, waking up but never truly starting, going through meaningless motions, and feeling invisible to the world around them. 

The sound builds slowly from soft, whisper-like vocals over minimal piano and airy pads into layered guitars, heartbeat drums, and emotional crescendos that mirror the weight of repetition. 

Each chorus grows more intense, looping like the life it describes, while the bridge drifts into a fragile, half-spoken reflection on whether change is even possible. 

By the final chorus, the song fades back into quiet intimacy, as if the singer is speaking directly to the listener, exhausted but still breathing. 

Honest, raw, and deeply human, “On Repeat” captures the loneliness of existing on autopilot and the faint, lingering hope that tomorrow might be different.
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Here comes the Lyrics:

Every morning breaks the same
I wake but never start 
Blank light on the ceiling, counting cracks like broken charts 
My body’s heavy as the weight 
of a word I can’t recall 
I sit upon the mattress edge and wonder why at all

A slow exhale, a small revolt I pull the sheet and stay 
The clock goes on, the room goes quiet, another wasted day

It’s on repeat, the same damn scene, the needle stuck on rain I put on clothes, I make my coffee, go through all the pain 
No one’s calling, no one’s waiting, nobody to blame 
I’m moving through the motions while my heart forgets its name

The mirror looks like someone else 
the lines, the tired eyes 
I speak in hollow syllables
rehearsed and full of lies 
There’s nothing here that reaches me
nothing worth the fight 
I try to feel, but feeling’s gone 
the colours fade to white

I stand a little straighter then I sit back down again 
The same small rituals keep me from completely giving in

It’s on repeat, the same damn scene, the needle stuck on rain I put on clothes, I make my coffee, go through all the pain 
No one’s calling, no one’s waiting, nobody to blame 
I’m moving through the motions while my heart forgets its name

Maybe tomorrow breaks the loop, 
or maybe not at all 
Maybe the silence learns to speak
maybe I’ll break the fall 
But tonight I’m just a silhouette 
inside an empty home 
Walking in my shadow’s shoes
pretending I’m not alone

It’s on repeat 
I know the lines, 
I know the bitter taste I pour my coffee, watch it steam, swallow time I can’t replace 
Nobody’s here to notice, nobody sees the strain 
I’m learning how to breathe alone
while the world goes on 
on repeat….

Im So Tired

born in the Iron Range of Minnesota where you learn lessons early  in a brutal environment and economic distress . Life here can be hard but it can be fun to walk through frozen nightmares. in a world where theres little your imagination can be your friend or foe . Creativity is your  catalyst for adventure or escape and music is how i make the world make sense and bring understanding to the feeling within.

You Don't Know What You Started.

Rebroken