While many afro-rappers struggle to cook up clean lines and beats, “ODUMODUBLVCK” does so effortlessly in “MALU IFE E N’AGWA M.” The Igbo expression which means “Do You Know What You’re Telling Me,” is the perfect title for this flex-rap, as “ODUMODUBLVCK” teams up with “AGUNNA,” to let their detractors know they are not new to the hustle, and so do not need any advice.
Okay, number one and two, source 3-3-7-4-4-5-7-8, box...
You have freedom of speech?
Yeah.
But freedom after speech
That I can’t guarantee you.
Mm-mm.
Mm-mm.
Mm-mm.
Mm-mm.
Mm-mm.
Verse 1
My homie o mi lo, the homies be calling him papa.
My nigga o jono, the bitches be calling him dada.
We came through the doors, the bartender put out the cups.
We made our orders, then the next thing we took out the shot.
Again and again, we making the baskets again.
The rounds into warriors, all of we come is a trail.
They wanted to stop us, but the rhymes ain’t be coming again.
Olosho don show, Olosho wan kpo.
Baba pass the igbo, Baba stop the stories.
What’s this I see? Who’s tryna act like that?
Ma li fe na gwam, your gee dem go pack you for streets.
Your boys no go fit, do retweet.
Tipper go hit you with heat.
And e go show wit in crew.
He go hit you with the hook.
Jabba go teach you by beat.
One of d niggas go pass you your boots.
Agunna kpu'de zie, odo lu chie patience.
They left me for dead, man, look at my music, it make sense.
Wan Agbamu eze, Agua atin kusa.
Sorry I changed, man, I’m chasing the good life.
Hook
The good life is waiting for me,
The good life, she smell when I shit.
The good life is waiting for me,
One agbu eze in diz.
Man, I need the man, I need the man.
The good life is waiting for me,
The good life, she smell when I shit.
One agbu eze in diz,
One agbu eze in diz
diz o.
Bridge
Sun, sun in the summer of ogbieza
Black man show, they hustling for streets.
Now we dreaming up, yeah.
My nigga dey hustle for streets...
Azama bring out the rims, rims, rims, rims.
Agunna agbu eze in diz,
Agunna agbu eze in diz
MALU IFE E N'AGWA M
MALU IFE E N'AGWA M
Verse 2
Watch what you say to a nigga,
Watch what you say to a nigga.
N***as they hustle for days o,
We out here looking for ways o.
The air doesn’t pay you, boy,
Watch what you say though.
Scribbling these verses on tablets,
Moses don drio from the subject.
If I may speak out of context,
Confidence na my dialect.
The good life is waiting for me,
They pay when I’m very hungry.
Writing verses but my belly tumbling,
Patiently waiting to turn up with this.
I die for this shit...
More than a Biafran I would do.
Knitting lyrics like sey I be tailor
Creating songs till the end of December,
No break, no crest, come and win.
As I go shuffling, looking for trouble today,
You know the air doesn’t pay.
MALU IFE E N'AGWA M, boy,
Watch what you say to a nigga.
Nigga so fierce, I’ma Pitbul,
Batter your nose like a bill true.
Hit on your girl like I need to,
Send her back with some gifts too.
Shit she confesses to love you
You know that you f***ing with rebels in this.
MALU IFE E N'AGWA M
These n***as don’t know who they're playin wit.
Bridge 2
Sun, sun in the sum of off years,
My friends say they hustle for streets.
Now with them in all BMs,
Asama, bring out the rims.
Aguuna Abu Eze, I’m done with your patience.
They left me for dead, man,
Look at my music, they make sense.
Wana Abu Eze, Aguuna and the team kusa.
Sorry I changed, man,
N***a I’m chasing the good life.
Hook / Outro
The good life is waiting for me,
The good life should smell when I shit.
The good life is waiting for me,
Wana Abu Eze in this.
Man, I need the man, I need the man.
The good life is waiting for me,
The good life should smell when I shit.
Wana Abu Eze in this,
Wana Abu Eze in this.
EZE.
