Multiply (Remix)

By Phyno

On No Guts No Glory

Released on December 21, 2010

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[Intro: Phyno, Timaya, Mr Raw]

(We don't die, we multiply)

Uh, it’s Phyno

Gede gede gede gede kpanga (Never touch down till we touch the sky)

(I dey pass by, dem dey wonder why)

Abia, abia

(Wonder why, wonder why)

Phyno!

Phyno!


[Hook: Phyno]

We don't die, we multiply

Never touch down till we touch the sky

I dey pass by, they dey wonder why

And anywhere l go, I dey colonize


[Chorus: Phyno]

Nwa bialije kam bu

Nwa bialu, nwa bialije kam bu

Oliseh nekwe nu mo

Ebe mmu na etigba na etiegu mo

Chukwuwa na ekene kwagi o

Burukwe liwekwe ekenegi o

Ana m ekelekwe gị o

Dubekwem chebekwem chineke mo


[Verse 1: Phyno]

Uhn, I hold it down for my team

Fresh out the gutter here, we took over the scene

So on point, I'm the undying machine

I know you come close but I own the marine

H-h-hi, hi, hater, you can talk to the hand

Now we dey fly high while the others crash land

‘Cause now we don't die, we multiply spa

Why we need that’s am popular demand (uh)

Peace to the land

(Nwa bialije) I'm on this flow again

I'm here for the love and the dough again

‘Cause I'm rolling with the best and the pros again

With the remix to make you touch your toes again

Yeah, any push fit pour monkey

I'm like the president so they call me Lucky

Haha, yeah, tomorrow carry belle

I'm never going back, I'm sorry, pele


[Verse 2: Timaya]

Everybody say

Like play, like play I dey plan as l dey chai (chai)

Make am for this world, it's not by muscle or by fight (fight)

See all this people dey want make l dey hide (hide)

I no dey fear your face, your face dey see my face dey hide

There's no more suffering in my life anymore

Anytime when I pass, the people want more

Mama and papa, them love me more

Mama dede, oh-oh-oh

And l keep doin' what I'm doin', I'ma do it

Anytime l do it, see everybody wanna jam it

See, them want make l cry

Dem want make l dey die

For my brother, mana man, I'ma onto the next one

Oh, kpangba

Gede gede gede kpangba o

Donko do, donko dodo kpangba

Now I'm loving the money o (money o)

No time for eeny meeny meeny miny mo

[Hook: Phyno, Timaya, both]

We don't die, we multiply

Never touch down till we touch the sky (we dey touch the sky)

I dey pass by, dem dey wonder why

Anywhere l go, I dey colonize (everybody say)

[Chorus: Phyno, Timaya, both]

Nwa bialije kam bu

Nwa bialu, nwa bialije kam bu

Oliseh nekwe nu mo

Ebe mmu na etigba na etiegu mo (everybody, Mr Raw)

Chukwuwa na ekene kwagi o

Burukwe liwekwe ekenegi o

Ana m ekelekwe gị o

Dubekwem chebekwem chineke mo

(That's Mr Raw)


[Verse 3: Mr Raw]

Every 45 seconds my phone dey beep

If no be texts from fans, na calls from my peeps

Na all these blessings that I’m receiving

But the main reason mmu wa jieye Thanksgiving

Thank you, Baba God

Food dey belle, and extra still dey for cupboard (For cupboard)

No money, more problems

Don't forget if you no get, you go be problems to those wey get

2-4 nneye appreciation

With iPod music, to me be like PlayStation

With patience, you go cook stone, e go soften

I dey run things now with kwai and deraboston

We dey fly higher

Phyno fino, Mr Raw, yana Timaya

Back tire no suppose pass the front tire

If you doubt me, go read the book of Isaiah


[Verse 4: Flavour]

Asigbo afamu bu chinedu mu

Obuzi ya mere nu ije dumu

Chukwu oliseh ana m ekelekwe gịi o (On nini)

Ogbajue doru, okwa chi nazomu

Owu sabamu okwa chineke mu

Chukwu oliseh biko nalu otito mu o (Oko meh)

See, I don't mind them

When they see me waka

They say, Mr Flavour e don kolo

I no send them

‘Cause when they hear my voice, they start to dey dancia, eh

I just want to testify

Of the goodness of the Lord

Jehovah mu, naru otito

Ana mekenekwegi o

Them dey wonder, wonder why

Why I dey shine, I dey shine so bright

I dey shine o

Abu nwa chinemeloo


[Chorus: Phyno]

Nwa bialije kam bu

Nwa bialu, nwa bialije kam bu

Oliseh nekwe nu mo

Ebe mmu na etigba na etiegu mo

Chukwuwa na ekene kwagi o

Burukwe liwekwe ekenegi o

Ana m ekelekwe gị o

Dubekwem chebekwem chineke mo


[Verse 5: M.I Abaga]

Yeah, yeah, M.I

We don't die, we multiply

Look at me, look at how I came in to the game

And all my people runnin' things

I always knew that I was born to fly

I'm in love with the game

She my woman, she my lover, she my baby

And she my wife and my concubine

So I’m a different, I’m a one of a kind

Lyrics stand out from a bristle like the bristles on a porcupine

So you can't touch me, don't even try

I was born to fly, heh

Way back in the beginnin'

When me and Jesse Jagz were just dreamin' of winnin'

But 3 years later, it's True Religion denim

All because of the lyrical venom that I'm sendin'

Now we headline the expo center

I guess that means my brof is exponential

I impress myself

And I'm God's child too, so I'm blessed myself

Nobody test, so I test myself

Can't form with the master, I flex myself

No election, I throne myself

I multiplied, mehn, like I cloned myself

Choc City is the team this year

I don't sing, but I am the dream this year

Makin' more money, that's the scheme this year

And Phyno hot, making steam this year

I hope haters can watch

Everything bright, even my BB na touch

Fine boys, no wrinkle

Mr. Incredible, Phyno, simple