A song made by Zahriya Ibrahim Zakari
A song made by Zahriya Ibrahim Zakari
E choke! Afrobits don land oh!
Rhymical! Rhymical!
See the way e dey flow, e dey smooth like butter
Rhymical no be small thing, e dey scatter the gutter
From Lagos to PH, everybody dey feel am
The rhythm wey e carry, nobody fit steal am
Omo, this one no be joke oh
When Rhymical enter, the party go woke oh
Shekere dey shake, talking drum dey yarn
Make we vibe till the morning, no concern!
Rhymical! Rhymical! The vibe too sweet
Rhymical! Rhymical! E dey move your feet
Rhymical! Rhymical! Nobody fit compete
Rhymical! Rhymical! Na the baddest beat!
Abeg, wetin be this kind magic wey you carry?
Every line wey you drop, e dey make person merry
No be juju, na pure talent, person pikin!
The way you dey flow, kai, e don do!
From verse to the chorus, e no get duplicate
Rhymical sharp sharp, e no dey procrastinate
Mo gbe! The rhythm don finish me
If you miss this vibe, na you go lose, abi?
Rhymical! Rhymical! The vibe too sweet
Rhymical! Rhymical! E dey move your feet
Rhymical! Rhymical! Nobody fit compete
Rhymical! Rhymical! Na the baddest beat!
Rhymical! Wahala!
Afrobits don set the tone
E choke!