ODUMODUBLVCK “Industry Machine” lyrics address themes of the music business. Learn about the song’s critical perspective in his new release.
“Industry Machine” lyrics likely critique the mechanics and pressures of the music business. The title suggests a focus on systemic issues within the industry, with verses potentially detailing artist experiences with commercialization and authenticity. ODUMODUBLVCK’s lyrical style often incorporates Nigerian Pidgin and English, delivering sharp social commentary aligned with his previous work like “Declan Rice.” The production by Ucee probably supports a rhythmic flow that emphasizes the message, maintaining the artist’s signature aggressive delivery. This thematic direction reflects common concerns in contemporary African hip-hop about creative control and industry demands.
Produced by ODUMODUBLVCK, Ucee
25 September 2025
1 song, 3 minutes
℗ 2025 Kalacious Entertainment/NATIVE Records/Def Jam Recordings, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, I dey work
Black sheep forever, black sheep for life
Izgaaju ’til we kpeme, Antiworld gangsters
GE records, you get me? ODUMODUBLVCK
NATIVE
Them been dey find me for…
Showzy, YAH!
(Ucee)
[Chorus]
Dem been dey find me for court, all along
Na me dey dance on their grave, e no cost (E no cost, ay) Industry Machine (Grrr), I don come, Falana (Over us o)
Challenge me and see, e no cost, I too much (I go talk am as e be)
Dem been dey find me for court, all along (All along; they don see who pass them)
Na me dey dance on their grave, e no cost (Ayy; they don see who pass dem)
Industry Machine (Remmy boy) I don come o, Falana, ay ay
Challenge me and see (We many), e no cost, I too much (Yeah)
[Verse]
Them say na rubbish we dey talk (Yes)
Them say na jargons we dey spit (Dead!)
Some say na hullabaloo lingua (Hahahaha)
But na my music them dey chop (Fact)
No be chaise, no be play, be like rice
Keles yapa for my bimba
One lyric dem go begin to dey meskafor
Postinor for the haters wey dey hate on us (He who puts it on the line)
‘What if we kpai? What if we cry?’ At least we try
Oh Mohbad my guy, how many tries? Too many lies
Native record pull up in the game without credentials
When you’re in the game they know my name, they know dependants
I still dey rap, dey sing, no doppelganger
‘Odumodu you don hammer’ yes I know Philip Granger (Granger)
I sip my champaign on the way
The game don tire for my place, my head is wanted on a plate
[Chorus]
Dem been dey find me for court, all along (All along)
Na me dey dance on their grave, e no cost (E no cost; they don see who pass them)
Industry Machine (Kala), I don come, Falana (Over us o)
Challenge me and see, e no cost, I too much (They don see who pass them)
Dem been dey find me for court, all along (All along; Black sheep forever, black sheep for life)
Na me dey dance on their grave, e no cost (ABJ stand up; e no cost o)
Industry Machine (Antiworld gangsters) I don come (Native) Falana (They don see who pass dem)
Challenge me and see, e no cost, I too much o
[Outro]
(They don see who pass dem)
Challenge me and see, eh, eeh (They don see, they don see)
The many wey don come o, they don see, I don [?]
Ooh (I don come, I don come)
Industry machine o
