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Title: Western 88 (Final Warning)
By: The Lion of Africa
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[Verse 2: Mohamed Adan Dahir – The Lion of Africa]
Call me the Lion, roarin’ from the Horn,
Mohamed Adan Dahir—revolution born.
Raised from the ashes, where the brave tread fire,
I don’t talk peace when the liars conspire.
Somaliland stand, ain't no puppet regime,
We kings with a vision, not caught in no dream.
Built from the dust, now we rise like stone,
While you chasin’ ghosts, we claimin’ our throne.
Unity is power, and we forged it in flame,
Every inch we march got a righteous name.
This ain't no border—it’s a bloodline drawn,
By warriors' hands from dusk ‘til dawn.
88 gonna echo through the valleys and seas,
Where the lion walks, false empires freeze.
Claim back the land with a warrior’s right,
And we ain’t stoppin’ till the stars align bright.
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[Hook: Dancehall Chorus – Aggressive Patois Voice]
No mercy, di lion claim back land—
Somaliland rise, we take a stand.
Western 88, no beg, no plea—
Dis is di end of di old Somali.
Mohamed Dahir, di lion in command,
Strike wid fire, di truth in his hand.
Somaliland drum beat loud in di street—
When we come thru, enemies retreat.
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[Bridge: Spoken Word + Chant]
“You tried to silence us… erase us… break us—
But we rose.
From the soil, from the struggle, from the blood of the brave—
Mohamed Adan Dahir leads the wave.”
(chant kicks in with echo):
“Somaliland! Somaliland!”
“Rise up! Rise up!”
“No fear, no fold—Lion heart never cold!”

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