Verse 1 – Bes_Waryaa (Young, energetic, festival bounce)
Yeah! Street already stylin’, lights flash wildin’,
Money pilin’, shorty smilin’!
Gold chain swing when the bassline drop,
Young boss move make the whole block rock!
Fast lane livin’, no brake pedal,
Ice so cold make the crowd feel metal!
Cash talk quick, no slow reply,
When I step outside whole vibe go high!
Festival rage, champagne rain,
Shorty wanna ride that private plane!
From struggle days now skyline view,
Young manus rise — what you gon’ do?
Street certified, fresh out flame,
Bes_Waryaa stamp that name!
🦁 Verse 2 – Lion of Africa (Deep, slow, commanding roar)
Silence first… then the Lion speak,
Heavy tone make the strong feel weak.
I don’t rush, I calculate,
Kings move different — dominate fate.
Money flow calm like ocean tide,
Power don’t shout — it amplify pride.
Women drawn to the grounded mind,
Strength in presence rare to find.
From desert sand to global throne,
I built my empire stone by stone.
Somaliland blood in my veins run hot,
Untouchable spirit — can’t be bought.
When Lion walk, the ground adjust,
Legacy built on honor and trust.
🎤 Verse 3 – Bes_Waryaa (Rapid melodic switch flow)
808 bounce make the crowd jump quick,
Young energy wild but the vision slick!
Stack it tall, flip it twice,
Street investment, roll the dice!
Shorty love the rebel grin,
But discipline keep the focus in.
Fast talk drip, designer fit,
Festival lights when I politic!
From alley grind to private show,
VIP section front row glow!
No fear zone when I take control,
Hustle tattooed on my soul.
Back-to-back with the Lion roar,
Young blood fire, ready for war!
🦁 Verse 4 – Lion of Africa (Low start → explosive end)
I don’t chase noise, I build foundation,
Power rooted in elevation.
Wisdom heavy like iron gate,
Every move seal my fate.
Women admire the steady flame,
Not just jewels or flashy fame.
Respect earned, never demand,
Authority natural in command.
From Hargeisa streets to world stage light,
Lion presence shift the night.
I rise slow… then strike precise,
Cold as steel, sharp as ice.
Somaliland strength never fall,
Unbreakable throne — I stand tall.
🎤 Verse 5 – Bes_Waryaa (Rowdy hype energy)
Street rumble live, crowd ignite,
Young king glow in neon light!
Money flip quick, champagne spill,
Shorty scream when I show that skill!
Fast car lane, rooftop vibe,
Global wave but street still tribe!
No fake flex, my grind real,
Signed and sealed with a diamond deal!
Energy loud like summer fest,
But mind stay sharp, I want the best.
Untouchable squad when we align,
Young manus shine every time!
Verse 6 – Lion of Africa (Heavy bass cadence)
My voice ride deep on sub-bass roll,
Savannah spirit inside my soul.
I seen empires fade and fall,
Only discipline outlive all.
Money, women, power, respect —
But principle first, never neglect.
King move calm through any storm,
Pressure forge a stronger form.
From East Africa strength expand,
Lion authority rule the land.
No puppet string control my reign,
History
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