Kéba - Chany
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R&B artist Chany has brought an afro flavor, with a twist by including his African dialect, originally from Congo called Lingala, with a mixture of English included. He creates this love song called Kéba, which means to be careful in Congo dialect but referring to the 'lover' in his song to be careful with his heart.Chany was first established by the UK rap underground scene featuring on 'Hooks',by adding his vocals on records, which really took people by surprise by his smooth soulful vocals. One of Chany's biggest achievement was performing along side Boy George at the Dorchester Hotel for the Amy Winehouse Ball.
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