“Gone Too Far” is a meditation on emotional retreat — a soul’s quiet resistance after too many collisions with pain. The track begins with a soft cry against chaos (wahala), as the protagonist drifts further into stillness, choosing numbness over noise, and silence over survival.

Love once lifted her, made her light — but gravity always returns. What was once flight becomes exile, and the heart learns to protect itself the only way it knows how: by disappearing.

The song does not scream, it surrenders — not to weakness, but to boundaries. Each verse is a chapter in her story of departure: from joy, from connection, from herself. The repetition of pain is not for emphasis, but to show how trauma becomes rhythm — and how rhythm becomes the only thing left pulsing when the soul grows quiet.

“Gone Too Far” is not just about heartbreak. It’s about the delicate, dangerous freedom of letting go — when choosing to feel nothing seems safer than feeling everything.

Velocity

Gone Too Far - Volume 12

🚨 OUT NOW — “JAILER” 🚨
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Some prisons have no bars — just broken promises.
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“Jailer” — A Soulful Cry Wrapped in Rhythm.
What if love wasn’t freedom, but a sentence?
"Jailer" is an Afrofusion heartbreak anthem that dares to ask this question. A haunting blend of Afro-trap drums, Zouk grooves, and Congolese rumba guitar creates the sonic cell where a woman’s voice aches for liberation.
🎙 The Sound:
Slow-burning. Danceable. Undeniably emotional.
This track pairs smooth melodies with raw vulnerability, making sadness something you can dance through — and grow from.
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💔 Lyrical Themes That Hit Deep:
1. Love as Captivity
A home with "a roof and four walls" becomes a prison. Love isn’t always safe—it can trap, wound, and break.
2. Gaslighting & Emotional Manipulation
Reality twisted. Trust eroded. The lyric “gaslighting, I misunderstood” echoes the silent confusion of emotional abuse.
3. Desire & Pain in Motion
The beat moves your body, but the lyrics hit your soul. It's the kind of contradiction only toxic love understands.
4. Reclaiming Power
“No more.” “I can’t.” These aren’t cries of surrender—they're battle cries of a woman breaking free.
5. A Woman’s Testimony
With a female vocalist at the helm, “Jailer” speaks to generations of women who’ve been silenced. This is her voice. This is her revolution.
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✨ Tagline:
“Some prisons have no bars — just broken promises.”

Jailer

Jailer by NuVox

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“Running Out California” is an urgent protest-love anthem disguised as a heartbreak banger. Clocking in at ~92 BPM, this genre-bending track fuses Afro-electronic percussion, cinematic R&B strings, pulsing synth basslines, and ghostlike group vocals. The result: a modern classic that sounds like Kendrick Lamar meeting Stromae in a smoky L.A. aftershock.

Penned by acclaimed writer Aime Pandi Bapaga, performed by Ignatius Spooling, and produced by NuVox, Running Out California tells the story of a man emotionally, spiritually, and physically fleeing the City of Angels — but refusing to leave the one he loves behind.

Set against cracked boulevards and broken dreams, it’s a track that lives at the intersection of protest-pop, moody Afro-fusion, and cinematic R&B. The chorus echoes with both resignation and defiance:
“I’m not leaving without you babe… even if I run out California.”

Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

Title: Running Out California

[Intro – mantra loop]
I am running out,
Running out,
Running out California.
I am running out,
Running out,
Running out the City of Angels.

In the city, city, city — I’m a stranger.
In the city, city, city — I’m in danger.
I am running out California.
I am running out California.
I am running out California.
I am running out…

[Verse 1]
It hit me like earthquakes and lightning,
Light-speed, fast — no warning, just frightening.
Tremors through my spine,
Cracks in my soul,
Love don’t live here — it’s bitter and cold.

“Is this the prayer you preach?”
Tell me, Rabbi — do you reach?
‘Cause I’m losing it,
Losing grip,
Slipping in a city where truth don’t stick.

[Pre-Chorus]
I got to save my soul,
I got to save my soul.
Save face or fall,
Save face or fall.
My life is flashing before my eyes —
On the 10, speeding out of L.A. skies.
Ain’t giving an eye for an eye,
Still… I cry.

[Chorus – breakdown vocal / open & echoed]
But I’m not leaving without you babe,
Not leaving without you babe.
I’m not leaving without you babe.
(Yeah yeah yeah…)
ehe eh eh
ehe eh eh
ehe eh eh
ehe eh eh
ehe eh eh

[Bridge – spoken or chanted, with rising synths]
City of angels — where are your wings?
You bless the cruel, and crucify things.
There’s blood in the boulevards, gold in the pain,
I’m chasing my shadow down memory lane.

[Chorus – reprise]
But I’m not leaving without you babe,
No, I’m not leaving without you babe,
I’m not leaving without you babe.
Even if I run out California,
Even if I run out California.

[Outro – mantra fade, dark pads + heartbeat kick]
Running out, running out… California.
Running out, running out… California.
City of angels, I’m in danger.
City of angels, I’m a stranger.
Running out… running out…
But not without you.

3:33

Running Out California

“Ina Jo” is a nostalgic hymn to the fire that raised us — the crackle of cassette tapes, the pulse of Brenda Fassie under mango trees, and the sacred basslines of Fela, Makeba, and King Sunny Adé. Caeli August channels a generation’s longing for raw, analogue soul in a digital age obsessed with speed and trends.
A love letter to the old school, “Ina Jo” moves between groove and memory — echoing spirituality, vinyl scratches, and rhythms that burn slow and deep. No algorithms. Just static, soul, and sonic truth.
Retro Afro-soul warmth meets analogue textures in this uplifting, urgent ~86 BPM track. Afro-electronic rhythms fuse with synth bass, live percussion, and chopped vocal samples. Cinematic R&B strings and lush keys build a sense of tension and resolve. Protest-pop hooks burst open through processed group chants, while intricate layering and pulsing beats energize throughout — culminating in a haunting synth coda that lingers long after the fire fades.


🔥 No likes. No feeds. Just the fire that made us. 🔥

Title: Ina jo  
Performed by Caeli August | Written by Aime Pandi Bapaga | Produced by NuVox

[Intro]
(Mmm-mmm, yeah...)
I don't want no updates
Don't need a new sound wave
NuVox, Ina jo - ina jo.

[Verse 1]
I don't want new music,
Just the old school on the radio.
Dial it up on my stereo,
Find my favourite show.
Brenda Fassie’s voice sweet like honey,
Playing back to memory I know.
Cadet skirt, skipping - dancing solo
Under mango trees, sweet like a carol.

[Pre-Chorus]
I want the noise, but no feeds,
Wind back my deepest needs.
Analogue bassline setting me free,
Give me tapes, not MP3s.

[Chorus]
I don’t want no algorithms,
Just the static and the rhythm.
Cassette winding like a prayer,
Fela Kuti singing in the air.
No new beats can take me higher,
Than a crackle on the wire.
I just want the old school,
That old school fire.

[Echoed Choir]
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah.

[Verse 2]
Skip the shuffle, skip the trends,
Give me soul that never ends.
Let Mama’s spirit echo in my tone,
Vinyl scratches feel like home.
Cadet blues and golden frames,
Each song recalls an old flame,
How I danced barefoot back in time,
To Mirriam Makeba sacred rhyme.

[Pre-Chorus]
No more clicks, no filtered scenes,
Just the raw and in-between.
Let the echo carry me
Where the music used to be.

[Chorus]
I don’t want no algorithms,
Just the static and the rhythm.
Cassette winding like a prayer,
King Sunny Ade humming in the air.
No new beats can take me higher,
Than a crackle on the wire.
I just want the old school,
That old school fire.

[Echoed Choir]
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Tire-tire-tire yeah.

[Bridge]
There’s magic in the chorus of a world that moved too slow...
No likes, no streams — just stereo.
Rewind me there. Don’t let it go.

[Final Chorus – variation]
I don’t want no fast connection,
I want rhythm with reflection.
Let the needle kiss the groove,
That's the only way I move.
No fresh drops can touch the choir
That raised me through the amplifier.
I just want the old school,
That old school fire...

[Outro - Echoed Choir]
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Moto wa zamani,
(Fire – fire – fire) (Fire till I tire) Ina jo, ina jo,


Ina Jo (Vol. 5)

In “Three Shots”, Caeli August walks the fine line between dream and revelation. Written by Aime Pandi Bapaga and produced by NuVox, this ethereal yet harrowing track tells of a love interrupted by a nightmare: a chance meeting, a mother’s silence, and a flash of violence that echoes through sleep and soul. Rooted in East African imagery and psychological truth, the song is not just a story; it’s a vision. Are we dreaming pain, or is pain dreaming us?


Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

Title: "Shots in the Silence"

[Verse 1]
Saw her step out the pet store, light in her face
Brown eyes met mine from a thousand paces
I asked, “Where you from?”, she said “East Africa”
Whispered “Kenya” like a name I once knew

We walked down the stairs, the turn sharp to the right
Her mother was waiting, cloaked in midnight
I said, “Peace to you, Mama,” with a humble grin
But the silence she gave me stung deep in my skin

[Pre-Chorus]
Then the world cracked open, no warning sign
Two shots rang out, rewrote the line
One to her head, one through the heart
And I watched her soul rip apart

[Chorus]
And the daughter screamed, “Mama, no!”
But time don’t slow when the demons show
Then she fell too, no chance to run
Three shots, one love, all come undone
I woke up drenched, couldn’t catch my breath
Half a liter down just to silence death
Tell me what this vision means,
Why does pain come dressed in dreams?

[Verse 2]
She was beauty, she was grace, she was born to glow
But the world caught fire in a silent show
Was it memory? Was it prophecy?
Or a war between the spirit and the sleep in me?

[Pre-Chorus]
I still see her face, that fragile thread
Between mother and daughter and the words unsaid
Black and fair, dark and bright
One bloodline torn in the veil of night

[Chorus]
And the daughter screamed, “Mama, no!”
But time don’t slow when the shadows grow
Then she fell too, just like the sun
Three shots, one truth, nowhere to run
I woke up soaked, mouth dry with fear
Like the pain was real and the gunshots near
Tell me what this vision brings,
Are we dying inside our dreams?

[Bridge]
Is it warning? Is it grief?
Is it something buried underneath?
East winds whisper in my ear, 
“Some pain comes just to make it clear”

[Outro – Spoken or Sung Softly]
I asked where you’re from
You said, “East Africa”
But maybe you were from
Somewhere deeper…
Somewhere I forgot
Somewhere I left in the silence


Three Shots (Vol. 1)

Caeli August returns with “I Was Sent,” a darkly poetic Afrotrap-R&B fusion produced by NuVox and written by Aime Pandi Bapaga. What begins as a mission of betrayal unravels into a quiet confession — a war between duty and love, control and surrender. Lush piano chords, ghostly harmonies, and gentle Afrotrap percussion wrap around Caeli’s intimate vocal delivery in this haunting dream of a song.

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

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Title: I Was Sent
Lyrics: Aime Pandi Bapaga

I wasn’t meant to feel this much —
Just meant to touch, then go.
Trace the fracture in your dreams,
Turn your fire down low.
They told me you would rise,
Your name lit up the skies.
So I learned your favorite songs
And slipped beneath your lies.

You laughed like a man who didn’t know
He was dancing on borrowed time.
I was trained to bend your will…
But now I’m swallowing mine.

I was sent to steal your crown,
To slow your future down.
One kiss was just the spark —
Then vanish in the dark.
But I stayed…
You made me stay.
Now I’m torn between the silence
And the words I couldn’t say.

You speak like faith still breathes,
Like love’s too deep to fake.
But baby, if I told the truth…
Would you think my heart’s a snake?
They showed me all you’d build,
The weight your hands would hold.
So I danced into your dream
To blur your road to gold.

Every touch was meant to stall,
A pause before the fall.
But now I lie awake at night
Praying you won’t change at all…

I was sent to steal your light,
But you shine too deep, too right.
I was meant to shape your fate…
Now I’m showing up too late.
I stayed…
You made me stay.
Now I’m caught between the silence
And the price I have to pay.

You were meant to change the world…
So they feared you in the now.
But love don’t follow orders —
It rewrites the why and how.
If I vanish come the morning,
Let this be the line I meant:
I never came to break you…
But still —
I was sent.

I was sent…
But I stayed…
And I loved you anyway.

I Was Sent - (Vol. 1)

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Produced by NuVox.
Original lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga.


Song Philosophy:

"Maybach Dreams" explores the themes of existence, materialism, meaning, class consciousness, spiritual materialism, the ethics of power, repetition and chanting as rituals, post-colonial visibility, and sonic migration. The title of the piece suggests that the Maybach represents success, wealth, and global prestige while also representing a desire for transformation rooted in hardship. This idea aligns with Sartrean ideas of existence preceding essence, where the self is not a fixed product of circumstance but something actively shaped by will, suffering, and choice. This is rooted in phenomenology, which suggests that perception is always subjective and that the external world only takes shape through human consciousness. 

The concept of an "ecosystem" brings balance to life, moving beyond personal triumph into spiritual ecology. Gospel choir vocals, echoing harmonies, and humming bridges suggest a metaphysical dimension where spiritual alignment is part of material success. This resonates with African metaphysical worldviews, where prosperity is not merely a result of labour but a manifestation of divine or ancestral alignment.


MAYBACH DREAMS Lyrics: by Aime Pandi Bapaga

You sabi say money dey talk, money dey work,
If you hold money, everywhere go shine, e dey soft.
You go waka raise shoulder, no wahala for mind,
Bills dem clear, house matter don balance fine.

But that time wey no money, money, money,
Pockets dry, no jingling, just dey funny,
Life no sweet reach honey,
Wetin I see, e scatter like rocket wey dey run for sky.

Wetin dey real and wetin you see, dem no be same,
I don suffer sotay, diamond ring no fit cover pain.
Now I dey inside system wey dey balance my head,
Gatekeepers dey block me from heart wey dey bleed.

I dey live my life how I wan (how I wan, how I wan…)
Dey spend my money how I wan (how I wan, how I wan…)
I dey wake any time wey I wan (wey I wan…),
No rewind, na front I dey chase you.

Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh,
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh,
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh,
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh.

Na celebration after celebration, joy dey overflow,
Happiness full like river, e no dey low,
All di hustle, tears, blood and sweat don pay,
Maybach roll out, I don upgrade my way.

From those days wey no money, money, money,
Nothing jingle, e dry like harmattan morning,
Life no sweet like honey,
But now fan base dey pop like bunny.

Wetin dey real and wetin you see, dem no be same,
I don pass through fire, no diamond fit cover shame.
Now I dey inside system wey dey balance my head,
Gatekeepers dey guard me, no more heart wey red.

I dey live my life how I wan (how I wan, how I wan…)
Dey spend my money how I wan (how I wan, how I wan…)
I dey wake any time wey I wan (wey I wan…),
No replay, na you I dey run go.

Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh,
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh,
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh,
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh.

Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh (I dey live my life how I wan),
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh (I dey spend my cash how I wan),
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh (I fit wake up when I wan),
Muh-huh huh, muh-uh uh huh (No rewind, na forward I dey go).

Watch me glow, blow, then glow — just dey go, huh-huh,
Money dey talk, e dey work, e make body dey glow...
Watch me shine, cruise, then glow — no dey slow, huh-huh,
Na me be that — just watch me, yeah, yeah, yeah…



Maybach Dreams (SoundCloud Mastered)

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The spirit struck lightning. This is Blue Shock.

Seku Ndo introduces his debut EP with a cinematic fusion of AfroTrap, soulful R&B, and gospel energy.

Track Titles:
1) Blue Shock
2) Beautiful Once Again
3) Maybach Dreams
4) Ah Don Find Road
5) Sun Fo' June
6) Breaking into Hives

🎚️ Produced by: NuVox
✍️ Written by: Aime Pandi Bapaga
💽 Label: YYMG
📖 Published by: YYMG London

Blue Shock is for the visionaries who walk through storms with clarity.

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Blue Shock

Breaking Into Hives

Sun Fo' June

Ah Don Find Road

🔁 Repost | ❤️ Like | 💬 Comment if this hits your spirit

The spirit struck lightning. This is Blue Shock.

Seku Ndo introduces his debut EP with a cinematic fusion of AfroTrap, soulful R&B, and gospel energy.

Track Titles:
1) Blue Shock
2) Beautiful Once Again
3) Maybach Dreams
4) Ah Don Find Road
5) Sun Fo' June
6) Breaking into Hives

🎚️ Produced by: NuVox
✍️ Written by: Aime Pandi Bapaga 
💽 Label: YYMG
📖 Published by: YYMG London

Blue Shock is for the visionaries who walk through storms with clarity.

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Maybach Dreams

NuVox ft. Narco Noir 
Produced by NuVox 
Record Label: YYMG
Director of Music: Aime Pandi Bapaga 


Born in Africa, raised in the world — Narco Noir is a pan-global rap collective fusing African rhythm DNA with minimalist hip-hop grit. Their debut appearance on NuVox’s “Transformation” strips the beat bare, letting basslines and breath become weapons. In their world, space is as important as sound — every “Huh!” hits like a drum, every verse cuts like a blade. Cinematic. Street. Unmistakably global.

Transformation

Transformation (Vol. 2)

"If you sabi one Elena wey sweet pass sugar, tag her name 💛 in the Comment"


📢 Interactive Fan Challenges

#MyElenaChallenge
Fans post 10-second videos on TikTok/IG lip-syncing or dancing to the chorus.


"Elena" by Seku Ndo is a fusion of AfroTrap, soulful R&B, and Afro-Gospel — a triumphant street love anthem riding on a tight Afro-style kick/snare bounce with light trap hi-hats. The beat feels cinematic yet grounded, built on emotional chord progressions, wide reverb claps, and deep vocal pad stabs.

This Pidgin English version turns pure romance into street realism — blending faith, hustle, and passion into one unforgettable hook. Seku Ndo’s delivery is smooth but fierce, making Elena equally at home in the club, on the block, or in your heart.

🎧 Turn it up, close your eyes, and let "Elena" carry you. Drop your flag in the comments if you’re feeling the vibe. 🔥💛


Beneath the romance and street-smooth delivery, "Elena" carries a layered, almost philosophical undercurrent that goes beyond just love talk.

Here’s the breakdown of the hidden message:

1. Love as both spiritual and street survival

The fusion of AfroTrap, R&B, and Afro-Gospel isn’t just musical variety — it symbolises how love lives in two worlds at once:

Spiritual: The “marry me, carry me” line is more than romance — it’s surrender and unity, echoing Gospel themes of covenant and guidance.

Street realism: Using Pidgin keeps it raw, making it a love that’s not idealised or fairy-tale-like but tested in the hustle and chaos of real life.


2. Elena as an archetype

“Elena” isn’t just one girl’s name; she’s a stand-in for the ideal connection everyone searches for:

The person who makes your “heart skip beats” in a world where danger, distraction, and hustle never stop.

She represents hope and grounding, something (or someone) to hold onto in unstable surroundings.


3. Emotional clarity in a noisy world

The track structure mirrors its message:

Tight, clear beats = discipline and focus.

Wide reverb & delay = the surreal, dreamlike feeling of being in love.
Philosophically, it’s saying: in the chaos of modern life, the right person can make everything sharper and more meaningful.

4. Street gospel

By mixing the sensual with Gospel undertones, the song carries the idea that love can be a divine act even when it’s messy and urban, a kind of sacred in the secular.




Elena (Vol. 1)

"If you sabi one Elena wey sweet pass sugar, tag her name 💛 in the comments."


📢 Interactive Fan Challenges

#MyElenaChallenge
Fans post 10-second videos on TikTok/IG lip-syncing or dancing to the chorus.


"Elena" by Seku Ndo is a fusion of AfroTrap, soulful R&B, and Afro-Gospel — a triumphant street love anthem riding on a tight Afro-style kick/snare bounce with light trap hi-hats. The beat feels cinematic yet grounded, built on emotional chord progressions, wide reverb claps, and deep vocal pad stabs.

This Pidgin English version turns pure romance into street realism — blending faith, hustle, and passion into one unforgettable hook. Seku Ndo’s delivery is smooth but fierce, making Elena equally at home in the club, on the block, or in your heart.

🎧 Turn it up, close your eyes, and let "Elena" carry you. Drop your flag in the comments if you’re feeling the vibe. 🔥💛


Beneath the romance and street-smooth delivery, "Elena" carries a layered, almost philosophical undercurrent that goes beyond just love talk.

Here’s the breakdown of the hidden message:

1. Love as both spiritual and street survival

The fusion of AfroTrap, R&B, and Afro-Gospel isn’t just musical variety — it symbolises how love lives in two worlds at once:

Spiritual: The “marry me, carry me” line is more than romance — it’s surrender and unity, echoing Gospel themes of covenant and guidance.

Street realism: Using Pidgin keeps it raw, making it a love that’s not idealised or fairy-tale-like but tested in the hustle and chaos of real life.


2. Elena as an archetype

“Elena” isn’t just one girl’s name; she’s a stand-in for the ideal connection everyone searches for:

The person who makes your “heart skip beats” in a world where danger, distraction, and hustle never stop.

She represents hope and grounding, something (or someone) to hold onto in unstable surroundings.


3. Emotional clarity in a noisy world

The track structure mirrors its message:

Tight, clear beats = discipline and focus.

Wide reverb & delay = the surreal, dreamlike feeling of being in love.
Philosophically, it’s saying: in the chaos of modern life, the right person can make everything sharper and more meaningful.

4. Street gospel

By mixing the sensual with Gospel undertones, the song carries the idea that love can be a divine act even when it’s messy and urban, a kind of sacred in the secular.

Elena (Vol. 2)

"If you sabi one Elena who is sweet pass sugar, tag her name 💛 in the Comment"


📢 Interactive Fan Challenges

#MyElenaChallenge
Fans post 10-second videos on TikTok/IG lip-syncing or dancing to the chorus.


"Elena" by Seku Ndo is a fusion of AfroTrap, soulful R&B, and Afro-Gospel — a triumphant street love anthem riding on a tight Afro-style kick/snare bounce with light trap hi-hats. The beat feels cinematic yet grounded, built on emotional chord progressions, wide reverb claps, and deep vocal pad stabs.

Philosophical Description of the Protagonist

The protagonist of “Elena” is not just a lover but a seeker of transcendence through intimacy. He views love not merely as desire but as a spiritual connection—a union of body, soul, and destiny. His words reveal a man who sees Elena as more than a partner; she is the bridge between earthly passion and higher meaning, symbolising a muse, healer, and source of divine energy.

Every verse reflects this duality:

Physical admiration – her presence makes his heart jump, her voice is sweet like honey, her touch electrifies him.

Spiritual reverence – she lights his night, becomes his sky, and touches his soul beyond the surface of romance.

The protagonist’s tone is triumphant yet grounded, speaking as someone who has seen struggle (street realism) and recognises love as a victory over emptiness, a reason to hope, and a force to believe in.

What “Elena” Means

“Elena” is more than a name—it is a symbol of salvation, sweetness, and destiny.

She represents light – guiding the protagonist through emotional darkness, illuminating his path like a star.

She signifies comfort and belonging – a safe place where his restless soul finds peace.

She embodies love as liberation – pulling him from mere survival into a life worth celebrating.

In this context, “Elena” becomes a metaphor for all that is pure, divine, and elevating in love—both a person and a state of being where passion and purpose merge.

Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

Title: Elena
Vocal Recording Artist – Seku Ndo

Elena, Elena — my baby,
My sweetie, my sugar — my baby,
Na you dey hold my heart — my baby,
Marry me, carry me — my baby.
Elena, Elena — oh, oh, oh baby,
Elena, Elena — oh, oh, oh baby,
Elena, Elena — eh, eh, eh oh,
Elena, Elena — eh, eh, eh oh.

My heart dey jump when you waka pass,
Your voice be honey, e dey make me gas,
You light my night, you be my sky,
You touch my soul, I no fit lie.

Elena, Elena — my baby,
My sweetie, my sugar — my baby,
Na you dey hold my heart — my baby,
Marry me, carry me — my baby.
Elena, Elena — oh, oh, oh baby,
Elena, Elena — oh, oh, oh baby,
Elena, Elena — eh, eh, eh oh,
Elena, Elena — eh, eh, eh oh.

Every word wey you talk na fire,
You spark my soul, you raise desire,
You send me love — I catch am quick,
Hold me close, make we do am quick.

Call my name slow, make e dey sweet oh,
Touch every curve, no dey cheat oh,
Blow for my skin, keep the tempo,
Melt my body, no stop, just go slow.
Eyes dey talk wetin mouth no fit leak,
You don hold me, you don make me weak.

Elena, Elena — my baby,
My sweetie, my sugar — my baby,
Na you dey hold my heart — my baby,
Marry me, carry me — my baby.
Elena, Elena — oh, oh, oh baby,
Elena, Elena — oh, oh, oh baby,
Elena, Elena — eh, eh, eh oh,
Elena, Elena — eh, eh, eh oh.

2025 YYMG

Elena (Vol. 3)

“Braggadocio” is a tale of fearless love in a digital age – where human emotion meets a futuristic dreamscape. It explores connection beyond boundaries, a love that defies limits, systems and doubt. At its core lies a bold affirmation: no force can shut down a bond that is powered by courage, faith and unshakable passion. Cinematic in spirit yet grounded in raw feeling, it’s a celebration of love that dares to transcend the ordinary.

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Original Lyrics and Composition by Aime Pandi Bapaga

Braggadocio (Pidgin Version)
Performed by Seku Ndo

For dis world of wire and flesh, na you dey sweet my eye,
Heart strong like steel, you dey make me high.
Your eye dey shine like pixel, your touch dey shock,
For dis artificial love, we no dey lock.

When calculation jam, emotion go spark,
For our cyber love, we dey fly like hawk.
(We dey fly), (we dey fly),
(We dey fly).

With braggadocio and love, our bond no bend,
With code and binary, we break the fence.
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody, nobody,
Nobody, nobody.

Your algorithm dey build synergy wey dey shine,
Inside your binary world, we dey blend time.
We dey dance for neon light of tomorrow morn,
For this coded realm, our love reborn.

When calculation jam, emotion go spark,
For our cyber love, we dey fly like hawk.
(We dey fly), (we dey fly),
(We dey fly).

With braggadocio and love, our bond no bend,
With code and binary, we break the fence.
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody, nobody,
Nobody, nobody.

Through wire and data, our love dey roam,
For this technicolour dream, we don build home.
No chain go hold us, we dey soar,
Forevermore, forevermore, forevermore, forevermore.

When calculation jam, emotion go spark,
For our cyber love, we dey fly like hawk.
(We dey fly), (we dey fly),
(We dey fly).

With braggadocio and love, our bond no bend,
With code and binary, we break the fence.
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody fit shut us down (nobody),
Nobody, nobody,
Nobody, nobody.

(Through our algorithm, we dey sway,)
(Enter digital garden, where love dey play.)
(Through our algorithm, we dey sway,)
(Enter digital garden, where love dey play.)
Nobody, nobody,
Nobody, nobody.




Braggadocio (NuVox Remix)

Mexico Out on Spotify and iTunes on  2025-09-26.

🎧 Play it on repeat and let us know your favourite line.

💬 Comment with your own ‘Is that a fact?’ moment.

🔁 Repost and share—let your friends in on the vibe.

📲 Tag @YYMG across socials when you’re moving to ‘Mexico’.

“There’s no Tesco in Mexico, but the rhythm never stops.
This track fuses Afrocentric beats with global influences, weaving sharp wordplay, cultural references, and a prophetic edge.

‘Mexico’ is both playful and powerful—designed for the club, yet layered with meaning for listeners everywhere.

Stream it, engage with it, and make it part of your story.”

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

Title: Mexico

Tesco no dey Mexico (na confirm be dat)
But twin dem fit look same-same o (na confirm be dat)
Like juju grammar wey dey Lagos (na confirm be dat)
Geese dey waka line for Laos (na confirm be dat)

Money choke, I land Davos (omo confirm be dat)

Cargo heavy, e wan burst (na confirm be dat)
Bentley dodge embargo first (na confirm be dat)
Blood don wash, Fargo rest (na confirm be dat)
Spirit wake for Congo chest (na confirm be dat)
Knock am drum, beat the bongo (na confirm be dat)
Soukous dey scatter Togo (na confirm be dat)
Power rise every hour (na confirm be dat)
Gold dey drop like rain shower (na confirm be dat)

Na prophetic dem born me (omo fact be dat)
Fact be dat?
Fact be dat?

Tesco no dey Mexico (na confirm be dat)
But twin dem fit look same-same o (na confirm be dat)
Like juju grammar wey dey Lagos (na confirm be dat)
Geese dey waka line for Laos (na confirm be dat)

Money choke, I land Davos (Davos)

You dey shine feather like peacock (na confirm be dat)
But no mean say you lead flock (omo na confirm be dat)
I fit hold you sure for detox (na confirm be dat)
Drop that film trick, lose props (na confirm be dat)
Fit crown you president (na confirm be dat)
Mama waka whole continent (na confirm be dat)
Jew, German, small Indian (na confirm be dat)
But na Cameroonian love strong gan (omo fact be dat)

Prophetic na my destiny (omo fact be dat)
Fact be dat?
Fact be dat?

Tesco no dey Mexico (na confirm be dat)
But twin dem fit look same-same o (na confirm be dat)
Like juju grammar wey dey Lagos (na confirm be dat)
Geese dey waka line for Laos (na confirm be dat)

Money choke, I land Davos (Davos)

Cut am out, root am out, end the drought—end the bout,
Scream go loud, e go bust out,
Out loud, out loud, out loud, out loud.
Make am real, stamp am as fact.


September 6, 2025 at 9:50 PM

Mexico

Out on ITunes & Spotify on 26/09/2025 
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Blue Shock navigates the delicate intersection of memory, desire, and spiritual resonance via a dreamlike lens. The song recounts a transformative encounter with an ethereal presence, symbolising light in darkness and self-awakening. Utilising Pidgin lyrics, it guides listeners through internal reflection, using music as a means for remembrance, healing, and clarity. Philosophically, the track examines love and beauty as both tangible and ineffable forces, leading to understanding and connection. Pedagogically, it showcases music's storytelling power, teaching emotional perception, appreciation of subtlety, and art's ability to reveal hidden truths. Ultimately, Blue Shock probes how the human spirit engages with profound moments, weaving memory and longing into song for instruction and inspiration.

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

Title: Blue Shock 

I hear am sing for Blue Shock that night,
Voice dey burn like fire but soft like light.
Every note she sing, e touch my bone,
Open memory wey I don leave alone.
She pull me come from dark inside,
Wake voice wey I bin hide.
Her song dey weave like tailor thread,
Tie me for dream where angel tread.

For my dream, na she I no fit let go,
Colour full my night, like rainbow.
Her touch dey sweet like sugar flame,
Na love wey man dey wait to name.

Oh, she dey touch me with her spirit,
Fill my soul with her soft sweetness.
For my dream, na there I dey see her love,
Sweet, no dey end, na where my heart dey move.
Her beauty na song, na hymn wey rare,
Light and shadow — she dey everywhere.

She waka like whisper, soft and fine,
Code I try break, but e no gree align.
Her laugh carry sign wey hide small pain,
Na old love story wey still remain.
Her eye jam my own — na small juju,
Show me road I no fit talk true.
She hide key under lover smile,
Truth wey she hold like file.

For my dream, she dey echo inside,
Like dance wey sweet, no wan hide.
Each time she look, she carry me go,
To rhythm I no fit control.

Oh, she dey touch me with her spirit,
Fill my soul with her soft sweetness.
For my dream, na there I dey see her love,
Sweet, no dey end, na where my heart dey move.
Her beauty na song, na hymn wey rare,
Light and shadow — she dey everywhere.

And when day break carry her go,
Na only blue night I still dey hold.
Her voice na trace I no wan drop,
E dey live for corner wey nobody know.

Oh, she dey touch me with her spirit,
Her warmth dey meet me for shadow.
For dream, I still dey feel her love,
Endless, strong — na place heart go forgive.

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September 7, 2025 at 2:29 PM

Blue Shock - VIP Mix

(NP*) Mechanical (Radio Version) is a smooth Afropop-inspired track built on rhythm, energy, and motion. With catchy hooks, clean ad-libs, and a radio-ready cut under 3 minutes, it blends groove and metaphor into a fresh club-ready sound.

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga, 04:41 - 18/09/2025 - YYMG

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Title: Mechanical (Radio Version)

The mechanics of your body, body… eh (oh yeah)
The motions of your body, body… eh (so smooth)
The forces of gravity from your body… eh (pull me closer)
Took me from earth to moon, (all the way)
From static to kinetic, (mmm, kinetic)
Explored all your body dynamics, (dynamics, yeah)
I must say, your particles are mechanical. (mechanical, oh)
Well aligned, mechanical oh, (aligned, aligned)
So in tune, mechanical…. (so in tune)

We came, we saw, we conquered, (we conquered)
Day and night, around the Milky Way. (Milky Way)
Shared laughs, and stories, (stories, yeah)
Over a glass of wine to close the day. (close the day)
Got moving, into the rhythm, (into the rhythm)
Kissing skies, like clouds in play, (clouds in play)
In a sweet sway. (sweet sway)

The mechanics of your body, body… eh (oh yeah)
The motions of your body, body… eh (motion, motion)
The forces of gravity from your body… eh (gravity)
Took me from earth to moon, (all the way)
From static to kinetic, (kinetic, yeah)
Explored all your body dynamics, (all your dynamics)
I must say, your particles are mechanical. (mechanical, oh)
Well aligned, mechanical oh, (aligned, aligned)
So in tune, mechanical…. (so in tune)

It’s the start of something wonderful, (something real)
When the music takes control. (takes control)
Got me counting from one to four, (one to four)
Realigning to the flow. (to the flow)

The mechanics of your body, body… eh (mechanical, mechanical)
The motions of your body, body… eh (so smooth, so smooth)
The forces of gravity from your body… eh (pull me in)
Took me from earth to moon, (moon, moon)
From static to kinetic, (kinetic, kinetic)
Explored all your body dynamics, (dynamics, yeah)
I must say, your particles are mechanical. (mechanical oh)
So in tune, mechanical…. (so in tune, yeah)

Mechanical

Echo Fo’ Nite is an Afropop journey through desire, denial, and the echoes of late-night choices. Seku Ndo brings a soulful yet streetwise delivery, balancing raw emotion with rhythm that speaks directly to the dance floor.

Crafted in a lean radio edit under three minutes, the track captures fleeting passion and the consequences it leaves behind — like echoes fading into the night. A tight blend of Afropop, world beats, and poetic lyricism, it’s primed for DJs, radio rotation, and playlists worldwide.

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

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Tittle: Echo Fo' Nite

“The pikin no be mine, mine, mine,” echo fo' nite,
Denial dey loud, we dey find the light. (di light, di light….)

I dey waka under city light, urge full air,
Lust dey spin like whirlwind, I no dey aware.
Big boys dey chase dream wey dey glitter for scheme,
She dey whisper sweet lie, trap dem for dream.
Perfume dey sweet, but devil hide inside,
Her smile dey shine, but the truth dey divide.

Drugs ’n cheap condoms, na fire we play,
Small ecstasy, later na shame.
Her body like canvas, every curve align,
But las-las shadow, e no go last time.

“The pikin no be mine, mine, mine,” echo fo' nite,
Denial dey loud, we dey find the light.
Inside her embrace, desire dey rise,
But ocean of lies dey drown my eyes.
One touch, one kiss, na spell we obey,
Till regret knock door, e no go go away.

Drugs ’n cheap condoms, na fire we play,
Small ecstasy, later na shame.
Her body like canvas, every curve align,
But las-las shadow, e no go last time.
“The pikin no be mine, mine, mine,” echo fo' nite,
Denial dey loud, we dey find the light.
“The pikin no be mine, mine, mine,” echo fo' nite,
Denial dey loud, we dey find the light. (di light, di light….)

Echo Fo' Nite

Bricks of Babel by Seku Ndo is a haunting reflection on love, ambition, and the cost of chasing dreams too far from home. Sung in rich Pidgin English with choral echoes, the track blends intimacy with grandeur — a story of promises made under open skies, towers built on pride, and the fragile clay of love left behind.

The radio edit keeps it tight and powerful, weaving lead vocals with choir responses in a call-and-response style. The outro is layered, cinematic, and deeply emotional — leaving you with the echo of vows once spoken.

This is not just a song, it’s a conversation:
👉 Have you ever loved someone who lost themselves in ambition?
👉 Do you believe love can survive when pride builds walls too high?

Share your thoughts below. Let’s build not just towers, but connections.

Bricks of Babel (Full-Story)

Bricks of Babel (Full-Story Vol.2)

Bricks of Babel (Full-Story Vol.1)

This song is not just a cry for love, but a meditation on what it means to carry wounds that the world cannot see. Back to the Slum explores the paradox of the human condition: how we chase the brightness of the city, yet sometimes find ourselves longing for the simplicity of the very places we once left behind.

Each verse traces the scars we carry—visible or invisible—and asks whether healing comes from escape, or from the embrace of someone who believes in us. The chorus is both confession and surrender: the recognition that in the speed of modern life, even the strongest souls can stumble.

Philosophically, the song wrestles with cycles of return—return to origins, return to pain, return to truth. It is a reminder that no matter how far we travel, our wounds demand acknowledgment, and our longing for love remains the deepest compass.

Slum

In "An Honest Life," NuVox tells the timeless story of a young man torn between his dreams and the sudden, powerful pull of love. As he travels east with a heart full of ambition, he meets Stella, and his journey takes an unexpected turn. The song beautifully captures the conflict of a dreamer who finds that the most profound reality isn't in what he seeks, but in the honest life that finds him. With heartfelt lyrics and a gentle melody, it’s a tribute to the power of love to change our path and redefine what we truly need to be.

🏡 Our new single, "An Honest Life," is out now! Follow the story of a young dreamer whose journey is beautifully derailed by love. Find it on all streaming platforms! #AnHonestLife

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Original Lyrics Written by Aime Pandi Bapaga

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Title: An Honest Life

A handsome young man walked into town,
On the way to the east, but the sun was going down.
He spent the night in a barn, on a bed of hay,
Next day, he strolled in a café for a pie and a cola.

In the heat of the moment, when his eyes met Stella,
Cupid shot him with his bow and arrow,
And his spirit took flight, in the heavens with the sparrows,
Amidst bells, jingles, and carols.

But his heart is seeking a turn of fortune,
Too afraid of what love can do to a fool with a dream.
Yet the pull is as strong as a current,
And now he's wondering when he has substance.

In the country everything moves so slow,
But love makes the time move real fast, you know.
It steers a man's dreams aside for reality,
'Cause an honest life is all a man needs to be.

He knows well, boys are dreamers,
And the heart drifts when it meets a screamer.
Now Stella's got him backpedalling,
Love is flourishing, but his dream is stalling.

In the country everything moves so slow,
But love makes the time move real fast, you know.
It steers a man's dreams aside for reality,
'Cause an honest life is all a man needs to be.

Yeah, an honest life is all a man needs to be.
Oh, an honest life is all a man needs to be.

An Honest Life (Shorter Version 2)

"Devil" –  by NuVox Feat. Caeli August and Narco Noir and various YYMG Global Artists

Step into a 60s Western illusion where the duel isn't fought with six-shooters but with words. "Devil" is the first volume in a concept series by NuVox, confronting betrayal with a cool, cinematic calm.

This opening track features a smooth, confident rap delivered by Ignatius Spooling on a groove powered by a prominent bassline and a consistent, strong drum beat. Subtle synth pads provide the atmospheric backing, casting a dusty, film-noir shadow over the production.
Written by Pandi Bapaga (YYMG), the lyrics chronicle a man's awakening as he confronts a devastating betrayal. He's calm in his pain, refusing to let the lies destroy his inner peace. The Hook acts as a mantra of self-preservation: "Liar, liar, you such a liar, when you're killing my desire... you lie and lie and lie like the devil."

This single sets the stage for the full concept: "Devil" unfolds across five volumes, with future tracks featuring collaborative artists like Caeli August and Narco Noir. Each version mirrors a stage of awakening, where true strength is found not in retaliation but in restraint.
The Duel is On. Don't Lose Yourself in the Smoke.

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga, 2025 YYMG

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Song Title: Devil

(Yeah… NuVox…)
You lie… you lie…
Ha-ha, you’re just trouble.

 Liar, liar, you such a liar — when your head is on fire,
 Liar, liar, you such a liar — when you’re killing my desire.
 You lie and lie, and lie like the devil, you so evil,
 You lie and lie, lie, lie-lie-lie, ha-ha, you’re just trouble.

 You’re killing me, killing me, yeah,
 Shooting me, stealing my breath, yeah.
 Deception is the name of your operation,
 Your elation comes from my devastation.
Never-ever did I think you’d be so evil,
 Never-ever did I think you’re the devil.
 First the honeytrap, followed by the looting,
 Every penny, rug and wall, you keep pulling.

 Liar, liar, you such a liar — when your head is on fire,
 Liar, liar, you such a liar — when you’re killing my desire.
 You lie and lie, and lie like the devil, you so evil,
 You lie and lie, lie, lie-lie-lie, ha-ha, you’re just trouble.

 Had it all — peace of mind and liberty,
 Swinging gardens, flowers on my property.
 Worked every day with faith in my ability,
 A family that always counted on me.
What about me — na-na-na, na-now?
 What about my volition (volition)?
 It’s my soul you’re casting into hell,
 What about me — na-na-na, na-now?

 Liar, liar, you such a liar — when your head is on fire,
 Liar, liar, you such a liar — when you’re killing my desire.
 You lie and lie, and lie like the devil, you so evil,
 You lie and lie, lie, lie-lie-lie, ha-ha, you’re just trouble.

 What have you, what have you, what have you done?
 What have you, what have you, what have you done? (na-now)
 What have you, what have you, what have you done?
 What have you, what have you, what have you done? (na-now)
 What have you, what have you, what have you done?
 What have you, what have you, what have you done? (na-now)
 What have you, what have you, what have you done?
 What have you, what have you, what have you done? (na-now)

 What about me — na-na-na, na-now?
 What about my volition (volition)?
 It’s my soul you’re casting into hell,
 What about me — na-na-na, na-now?
(Na-na-na, na-now…)
 (Na-na-na, na-now…)


Devil  (Vol. 3)

Devil (Vol. 2)

Devil (Vol. 5)

Devil (Vol. 4)

Devil (Vol. 1)

Mood & Theme: Sensual, intimate, romantic, confident, playful, hypnotic.

 Ideal For: Late-night listening, romantic vibes, intimate moments, or Afropop/R&B-inspired playlists.

Pulses is a sensual, intimate exploration of desire and connection. Through playful metaphors and rhythmic precision, the song maps the journey of passion — from tender caresses to the heat of physical closeness — while honouring the vulnerability and trust between lovers. With hypnotic hooks and a smooth melodic flow, Logistics blends raw emotion and sophisticated sensuality, making every listen an immersive experience.

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga, 12/10/2025 - YYMG

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Title: Pulses (Logistics)

 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Oh yes, oh yeah…

 Bebe, dial nine-one-one, call the fire brigade,
 The roof’s on fire from your sweet parade.
 Your body’s smokin’, mine’s inflamed,
 From endless hours where we lose our names.

 Oh, the pleasure and the bliss,
 Gotta readjust my gist,
 To the logistics of your body curves,
 All your swerves and turns, yeah.

 From your head to your toes, I trace the lines,
 Pipelines and channels that redefine,
 Every motion guides me to your core,
 Encore, encore — I come back for more.

 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Oh yes, oh yeah…

 Divine sensation under my touch,
 Your skin ignites, it’s almost too much.
 Pull me from cold, wrap me in heat,
 With tenderness, sweetness, our pulses meet.

 Handing me keys,
 To your tender heart.
 No walls, no guards,
 Just love in the dark.

 Oh, the pleasure and the bliss,
 Gotta readjust my gist,
 To the logistics of your body curves,
 All your swerves and turns, yeah.

 From your head to your toes, I trace the lines,
 Pipelines and channels that redefine,
 Every motion guides me to your core,
 Encore, encore — I come back for more.

 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Ooh ooh ooh,
 Oh yes, oh yeah…

 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah huh-huh,
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah huh-huh,
 All day, all night, you’re mine,
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah huh-huh.

Pulses (Vol. 5)

Fo' Inside D'Dark (In the Dark) by Secu Ndo

This is not just a song; it's a profound philosophical interrogation of the dichotomy between light and darkness. Sung in poetic Nigerian Pidgin English by Secu Ndo, produced by NuVox, and written by Aime Pandi Bapaga (YYMG), the track challenges the societal dogma that darkness equals evil.

The song argues that darkness is, in fact, the realm of authenticity and unfiltered truth. It posits that every genuine human experience—pleasure, raw desire, and complete freedom—is "born in the dark" because it's the only space where we cannot pretend. The central philosophical query remains: Is the danger truly the darkness itself, or is it "how much of ourself we dey see when light commot"?

Listen to this deep, atmospheric Afro-fusion meditation on desire, freedom, and the honest self.

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Is darkness dangerous, or just honest? 🤔 Seku Ndo's "Fo' Inside D'Dark" (produced by NuVox) is a philosophical challenge set to a dark, poetic Afro-fusion beat. Find the truth you can only feel when the mask drops. #ListenNow 👇

Fo' Inside D'Dark Monologue

o' Inside D'Dark (In the Dark) by Secu Ndo

This is not just a song; it's a profound philosophical interrogation of the dichotomy between light and darkness. Sung in poetic Nigerian Pidgin English by Secu Ndo, produced by NuVox, and written by Aime Pandi Bapaga (YYMG), the track challenges the societal dogma that darkness equals evil.

The song argues that darkness is, in fact, the realm of authenticity and unfiltered truth. It posits that every genuine human experience—pleasure, raw desire, and complete freedom—is "born in the dark" because it's the only space where we cannot pretend. The central philosophical query remains: Is the danger truly the darkness itself, or is it "how much of ourself we dey see when light commot"?

Listen to this deep, atmospheric Afro-fusion meditation on desire, freedom, and the honest self.

Is darkness dangerous, or just honest? 🤔 Secu Ndo's "Fo' Inside D'Dark" (produced by NuVox) is a philosophical challenge set to a dark, poetic Afro-fusion beat.

Fo' Inside D'Dark

🌙 In The Dark: Unmasking the Truth

Caeli August presents "In The Dark", a soulful, genre-bending track that defies everything you’ve been told about night. Produced by NuVox and featuring a powerful verse from Dudu of Narco Noir, this song flips the script on darkness, arguing that it's not a source of evil but a birthplace for pleasure, desire, and radical authenticity.

This intimate journey dives into the moments we turn the lights off—when we make love, dream, or get high. It’s in this absence of light that we drop our societal masks, finding a raw vitality and freedom that daylight can't handle.
Listen as Caeli August discovers a "divine feeling" in the shadows, where every secret transforms and every risk feels like salvation. "In The Dark" is about the liberation found when the lights go out, revealing the honest, wild parts of ourselves that are "too wild for daylight's rules".

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga
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Title: In the Dark

I close my eyes to feel alive,
The light don’t ever satisfy.
Shadows whisper, pull me in,
where every sin feels like a hymn.

Hands trace halos on my skin,
Truth and trouble tangled in,
Every breath’s a quiet spark,
We only bloom inside the dark.

They told me, “baby, don’t go there,”
But heaven never felt this near.
What’s holy if it don’t burn?
I’ll never learn…

In the dark, I’m free,
No mask, just me.
Pleasure’s sweet,
But it cuts so deep.
We fall, we fade, we lose our way,
And still, we chase that spark…
In the dark.

We make love with the lights down low,
Hide from the truth we don’t wanna know.
Every secret’s just a prayer untold,
Every touch turns fear to gold.

Maybe bad just means alive,
And danger’s how we survive.
So light your match and let it start,
I’ll meet your flame inside the dark.

Dreams don’t glow in daylight’s glare,
I find my faith when no one’s there.
If it’s sin, then let it be,
‘Cause darkness feels divine to me.

In the dark, I’m free,
No mask, just me.
Pleasure’s sweet,
But it cuts so deep.
We fall, we fade, we lose our way,
And still, we chase that spark…
in the dark.

Maybe darkness ain’t bad…
Maybe it’s just honest.

In The Dark

In the Dark

Out Soon

"They Come and Go" is a cold, hard look at the mythology of the street. This track isn't a glorification—it's a ruthless dissection of the 'wanna-be' gangster who trades life for a fleeting moment of clout. The philosophy here is simple: there is no glamour in the cycle. We pit the theatrical ambition of the "petty gangster" against the brutal, long-term reality of prison time, addiction, and heartbreak.

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Original Lyrics by Aime Pandi Bapaga

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Title: They Come and Go

 (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
 They all wanna be gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
 Gangsters, gangsters, gangsters, (Uh!) Yeah-yeah-yeah
 Petty gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
 Gangsters, gangsters, gangsters, (Ha!) Yeah-yeah-yeah
 Wanna be gangsters, gangsters, gangsters,
 Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah!)
 But gangsters come and go,
 They come and go (They come and go, uh-huh).

 Being a gangster ain’t easy, you gotta be born ready, (Ready!)
 Like a Capricorn, ruthless; Cancer brutal, Pisces deadly. (Woo!)
 In spirit, mafioso, cutting torso,
 Leaving enemies headless, cold, unconscious, hopeless. (Cold world!)
 Being a gangster brings no redemption, only oppression,
 Devastation to lives you corrode for profit elevation. (Facts!)
 With the devil in your bastion, God’s your last salvation,
 But the pull is like a rift in the current—pure temptation. (Tempted!)
 Twenty-one, already witnessed dozens of burials,
 Twenty-two, serving time, popping a dozen pills. (Huh!)
 Baby-mama selling her soul for a meal, (Yeah, the truth!)
 The cycle repeats (Repeat!), innocence trying to appeal. (Yeah!)
 The street’s a slow guillotine, built to take your head clean,
 Trading your future for a quick buck and a short dream.
 You thought you were the predator? You were bait for the trap,
 Now that concrete cell’s where you finally take your nap. (Rest easy!)

 They all wanna be gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
 Gangsters, gangsters, gangsters, (Yeah-yeah-yeah!)
 Petty gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
 Gangsters, gangsters, gangsters, (Woo!) Yeah-yeah-yeah
 Wanna be gangsters, gangsters, gangsters,
 Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah!)
 But gangsters come and go,
 They come and go (They come and go, gone!).

 One minute you’re a kingpin, next—you’re an obituary. (Boom!)
 Posing for a mugshot, not a gallery.
 You rented that muscle car, leased the accessories,
 They clap you—you bleed out in your own territory. (Damn!)
 See the line between a threat and a promise? (Uh!)
 One’s a whisper in the dark, the other’s a fist in your conscience.
 You flash that roll for the ‘Gram, I count bodies and stomach it.
 Talk loyalty? I see the informant in your summit. (Snitch!)
 They crown you The Problem, The Prince, The Man,
 Till the bail runs dry and your right hand turns to sand. (Gone!)
 You trade the suit for cotton tan, jacket with a number brand,
 Your legend’s just chalk lines drawn by the van. (Outline!)
 The biggest lie sold on the block: the money is clean,
 It’s soaked in a mother’s tears and blood in the scene. (Real talk!)
 So keep your petty chains, your temporary throne,
 ‘Cause when winter hits for real, boy, you’re sleeping alone. (Cold nights!)

 They all wanna be gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
 Gangsters, gangsters, gangsters, (Yeah-yeah-yeah!)
 Petty gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
 Gangsters, gangsters, gangsters, (Ha!) Yeah-yeah-yeah
 Wanna be gangsters, gangsters, gangsters,
 Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah!)
 But gangsters come and go,
 They come and go (They come and go, gone!).

 Gangsters come and go. (Yeah-yeah-yeah!)
 You thought you were built for the storm?
 You were just a drop of rain. (Just a drop!)
 They come and go. (Gone!)
 Petty gangsters, yeah, they come and go. (They come and go, yeah.)


They Come and Go (Vol. 4)

Spaghetti Western guitar meets Bikutsi 808. 🤠 Seku Ndo serves up cinematic Afrotrap with a rumbling bassline. This is the new global sound of hustle: By fire, by force.

"By Fire, By Force" is a sharp commentary on modern dating where aspiration trumps affection. The song explores the hustle mentality in relationships: the woman seeking a "boss" for a Champagne lifestyle, and the man adopting a "fake it 'til you make it" attitude to secure a connection. It captures the reality that in this new generation, love is often a transaction, not a passion—everyone uses whatever tools they have ("jazz or app or filter thing") to get what they desire.

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Title: By Fire, By Force
Written by Aime Pandi Bapaga, 2025 YYMG

By fire, by force, she go find am a boss
Prada bag, sugar talk, anything she go endorse
By fire, by force, me I go find my gloss
If na jazz she dey use, me I go use my sauce

She say love no feed belly, na lie wey sweet
She wan Range Rover, not Uber seat
Every night, candlelight, prayer on repeat
“God abeg, send man wey go sweep my feet”

Small boy text her “hi,” she go ghost
Big man call her “babe,” she go post
Champagne lifestyle, that’s her host
Say if e no pay, na time she go roast

By fire, by force, she go find am a boss
Prada bag, sugar talk, anything she go endorse
By fire, by force, me I go find my gloss
If na jazz she dey use, me I go use my sauce

Me too, I don tire for rejection
Fine boy, no car, na disaffection
So I go find small juju for affection
Make she see my face and catch infection

I fit borrow Benz, fake location
Buy small chain, post vacation
If na scam love, na new generation
We all dey do same operation

By fire, by force, she go find am a boss
Prada bag, sugar talk, anything she go endorse
By fire, by force, me I go find my gloss
If na jazz she dey use, me I go use my sauce

Everybody dey use something
Na jazz or app or filter thing
Nobody pure, na the world dey sing
“By fire, by force,” for wedding ring

By fire, by force, she go find am a boss
Prada bag, sugar talk, anything she go endorse
By fire, by force, me I go find my gloss
If na jazz she dey use, me I go use my sauce

Love don turn to transaction
No be passion, na action
But still, me I dey course my course
By fire, by force

By Fire, By Force

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