Mohamed Adan Dahir – The Lion of Africa
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[Verse – Non-Stop Flow]
Yo, Adam, listen up, no tears in the tone,
This pain in my chest got carved in stone.
Lost my mum, lost my dad, lost my soul,
But I rose like a beast, heart cold like coal.
I ain’t cry, I bled, I fought through dirt,
Streets raised me savage, life did the worst.
Now I stand as a king, built from scars,
Each step I took — lit up with bars.
Your pops been down, been jailed, been broke,
Still I came back, breathin’ through smoke.
Lion in the flesh, with a warlord mind,
Cut from a cloth that don’t rewind.
Missed your touch, missed your smile,
But your name been echoin’ all the while.
You're my blood, my fire, my crown, my breath,
Son of the Lion — you inherit my depth.
From Hargeisa blocks to East End flats,
I spit real life, I don’t chat cap.
Raised by struggle, trained by war,
I sleep with one eye, feet on the floor.
Son, when I lost my folks — I lost my light,
Had to fight demons every single night.
Still I walked through shadows with pride intact,
They broke my heart, but I never cracked.
You the heir to the pain I turned to gold,
The legend that my enemies never told.
They want me gone, they want me erased,
But your name keeps my story encased.
I was thirteen runnin’ with the wolves,
Knife in my coat, no time for rules.
Now I’m a general, boss of GR36,
Rebuildin' nations, flippin’ the script.
You don’t just rap, you command the beat,
Let the bassline hit like the wars I meet.
Drill in your tone, rage in your pen,
Make ‘em feel your bars again and again.
Speak truth, speak pain, speak roots, speak fire,
You the son of a man who never did tire.
London cold, but my blood stay warm,
I made thunder walk and fire form.
Never be fake, never fold for fame,
Every line you drop — carry my name.
You the legacy, son, you the reason I breathe,
A king in the makin’, best believe.
You ain’t just a boy — you a prophecy,
Carvin’ your truth in hip-hop’s prophecy.
Move like a boss, talk like a king,
Let ‘em hear the Lion when you let that ring.
Stay loyal, stay sharp, never chase clout,
Real recognize real — silence shouts.
You got fire in your lungs, power in your soul,
Let the streets hear Adam and lose control.
You the son of a king who lost everything,
But rose up still with the heart to swing.
So carry my pain like a sword and a shield,
And make your name roar on every field.
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[Final Bars]
No hook, no break, just bass and bars,
Tell ‘em Adam’s comin’ for the world and stars.
Your dad — the Lion — paved this lane,
Now you blaze the trail with a holy flame.
Spit for the lost, for the voiceless cries,
For the nights I prayed under godless skies.
You my legacy, boy, don’t let it fall,
You the Lion’s blood — answer the call.
I ain’t just survived — I redefined fate,
Turned hunger to hustle, turned pain to great.
Now you carry that blood, you the next in line,
Son of the Lion — born to shine.
Let ‘em talk, let ‘em doubt, let ‘em scheme,
But real ones rise, we built from d
Mohamed
