

Prompt / Lyrics
Lion of Somaliland – Street Verse Yo, I’m a Somalilander, real one, badman stance, Step in the rhythm make the whole crowd glance. From Hargeisa light to the London ends, Lion of Somaliland, I set the trends. If you don’t like the city then step aside man, This our land, we rise and we stand man. No long talk, just pride and the trust, When the Lion steps forward the whole place buzz. Respect the roots where the red earth shine, Good people, strong hearts on the frontline. From the coast where the blue seas land, To the streets where the Lion make his stand. Nine-finger legend, story in the pass, Lion of Somaliland when the rhythm goes fast. No hate, no fear when the bars expand, Just pride in the voice of a Somalilander man. 🦁🔥 Smoke in the air when the riddim gets dark, Mic in the hand and the Lion leaves marks. Step in the circle, the bassline start, One voice loud from the African heart. Yo, smoke master seated, the vibe gets cold, Bars like iron, heavyweight bold. From Hargeisa sun to the London road, Lion of Somaliland, story untold. Bakari breeze when the rhythm runs easy, Flow so sharp make the whole scene queasy. Call your crew if you think you can test, Still stand tall while I outflow the rest. No filter bars when the truth gets spun, Man speak real when the beatline run. From the red sand land to the midnight grime, Lion of Africa in the booth one time. Engines roar and the skyline glow, From the streets to the jet where the high winds blow Rolls-Royce glide and the Bentley slide, But the Lion still walk with the jungle pride. king doesn’t just conquer, he protects, he uplifts, he gathers the scattered and turns them into a pride stronger than stone, so when the critics chatter and the doubters whisper from the shadows the Lion just laughs low and keeps walking forward, because he knows storms don’t last forever but mountains do, and he stands like one, unshaken in the wind, roaring across continents that the future belongs to those who dare to dream louder than the noise of fear, louder than the engines of jets, louder than the city sirens, a roar that says Africa rising, Somaliland shining, the Lion walking steady through the ring of life with fists of iron, heart of fire, and a vision bigger than the sky above the private jet wings.
Tags
140BPM UK grime, deep 808 bass, punchy kick, sharp snare, dark synth pads, African drum hits, engine rev FX, cinematic
2:34
No
3/14/2026