(Verse 1)
Yo, it’s the tale of the Rap Lord, let me begin,
Spittin’ venom on the mic, always secure the win.
Started from the bottom, streets of the LBC,
Words flowin’ from his mouth, pure poetry.

Didn’t have a dime, didn’t have a crew,
Just a vision in his mind, and a rhythm true.
In the city of the stars, where the dreams go to die,
Rap Lord emerged, reaching for the sky.

(Chorus)
Rap Lord, microphone fiend, spit so clean,
Always reppin’, fo’sho, that Long Beach scene.
Rap Lord, wisdom in his words, skills so keen,
Rhyme slayer, crowd swayer, he’s the rap scene’s dean.

(Verse 2)
Had spitfires for haters, tried to douse his flame,
But each fiery word, only increased his name.
Every setback faced, every battle fought,
Made the Rap Lord stronger, true skills he taught.

His rhymes are like bullets, his flow is like a river,
Each verse he drops, gives the ‘hood a shiver.
Through struggles and hustle, truths unearthed,
Emerged the Rap Lord, for what it’s worth.

(Chorus)
Rap Lord, voice of the street, reality’s glean,
Breakin’ barriers, crossin’ lines, that’s his routine.
Rap Lord, in his beats, life’s song we glean,
Beats so slick, words so thick, ain’t no in-between.

(Verse 3)
From the darkest alleys to the brightest stage,
His words filled with wisdom, love, and rage.
Rap Lord, the king, on his lyrical throne,
In the hip hop world, his reign is known.

His story a testament, an anthem to the brave,
Rap Lord, the maestro, got the whole world in a rave.
Through the echoes of his songs, he found his voice,
Ain’t no regret, ain’t no remorse, it’s his choice.

(Outro – Chorus)
Rap Lord, he’s the message, he’s the dream,
Words cut deep, make the hardest thug beam.
Rap Lord, beyond hood, beyond the unseen,
In the Book of Hip Hop, he’s the rap regime.