J-klef, real name Ngochindo Jima F. Is a young recording artiste, Producer and Audio Engineer from southern Nigeria. He brings you his second musical project titled "Tales of the underated"
single handedly produced and engineered. This body of work is a five tracked extended play which covers the life of young creatives, their fantasies and the struggles within.
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Lyrics:
[Intro: J-Klef]
Word, check it
Uhh listen Yea!!!
[Verse 1: J-Klef]
Life is like a movie i just gave you the script
Play your part right you might just be on the screen
I visualise the future guess i'm...living the dream
I'm stuck in my sleep, mehn it feels like i was a king
I'm taking medications ain't complications to this energy
We've been on the grind and it's looking like a synergy
Remedy, know i got the remedy
I'll be in my own lane cooking up these melodies *melodies*
Yea!!! couple years in this rap-shit
Spitting on these records you might think I'm a Baptist
I've been on the sidelines working on practice
Conversations with my thoughts i could hear my own Heart beat
Ask me, what is it you waiting for, What is it you want?
I said i want a life with no stress this is what i want
Like a...house on the beach, travel the seas
I'm looking forward to my homies being part of the dream
[Hook: J-Klef]
Yea, being part of the dream
Yea, word
(uhh i see the pictures on the wall
Hope you listen to these words) x2
Yea uhh
[Verse 2: J-Klef]
This is for my people, every daydreamer
For ma friends and family, know i got you, know i miss ya
Silence for the lost ones, message to our loved ones
They say the world is all yours and this is where i come from
I'm just a boy with poetic lines
Pen and paper with a flow on the mic
Got my hands on the wheels so i'm ready to fly
Private trips to my dream guess i'm hitting the skies, more than ready to shine
Always try to beat myself up no masturbation
Clever with the flow but still holding up my reputation
Conversations with my mom tryna pay attention
When i'm on the mic got me feeling i could heal the nation
Got the game on a lock-down
Run around the city doesn't mean i dey run-town
I'll in my own lane cooking up more sounds
Hit you with that new wave call it a knock down, the balls down!!!
[Hook: J-Klef]
Uhh, the balls down
Yea, (i see the pictures on the wall
Hope you listen to these words) x2
Yea yea yea
[Verse 3: Dimeji]
As i type these words i'm a young spike Lee, first
Put poetry in motion, make pictures with the verse
It was written like illmatic cinematic universe
Then he burst, we all stars the way that we converse
Word to the underground as we
Chasing this dream
Paper, green, finessing lyricism on the scene
Witnessing the schemes of labels watching niggas labouring
Never wavering we thinking of screaming fans it seems
Friends ain't support the struggle, ain't give you dough to borrow
Bad bitches vanishing, yo, eventually will swallow
It's sad to see the sadducees and pharisees oppose
You compose a better reality for humanity
Yeah, crowd mentality feels like I'm fighting gravity
Rappers biting lines, never mines, rhymes is cavity
So yo we unload the flow like H2O
Then dispose the hoes and drop bombs you know
[HOOK; Dimeji & J-Klef]
Ohh yea drop bombs you know
Yea, (i see the pictures on the wall
Hope you listen to these words) x2
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