Anambra Boy Rising
A song made by 𝑬̀𝒎𝒎𝒂̃ 𝑪̧ø𝒅𝒆̂𝒅
Anambra Boy Rising
A song made by 𝑬̀𝒎𝒎𝒂̃ 𝑪̧ø𝒅𝒆̂𝒅
From the streets of Anambra oh!
Odogwu in the making!
E choke!
Na street boy I be, from the hood I dey rise
Anambra State born me, greatness dey my eyes
Mama prayers cover me, Papa hustle teach me well
From nothing to something, this na my story I go tell
No be today, I don dey grind from morning
Omo, the struggle real but my vision no dey boring
Nwannem, I see am clear, see the future bright
From the ghetto to the top, I go reach that height
Anambra boy rising, odogwu!
Mama go dey proud, Papa go dey smile
Anambra boy rising, nna!
From the bottom to the top, I go make am worthwhile
Anambra boy rising!
E choke!
Every corner for the hood, dem don dey see am
Say this street boy go blow, e no be dream
Igbo kwenu! My people dey hail me
Chukwu dey guide me, nothing fit fail me
The hustle long but I no dey complain
Mama sacrifice, Papa sweat no go dey in vain
I go build mansion, give them better life
Omo, this Anambra boy sharp like knife!
Anambra boy rising, odogwu!
Mama go dey proud, Papa go dey smile
Anambra boy rising, nna!
From the bottom to the top, I go make am worthwhile
Anambra boy rising!
Mo gbe!
Anambra to the world!
Odogwu don arrive!
Ife oma!
