GOAT ALONE

Name: GOAT ALONE
Duration: 265 s
Description: GOAT ALONE by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Air Jordan throne, six rings stone, undefeated zone, slatt, GOAT alone! Mamba strike two, killer vibe…”

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Intro

(Sound of a basketball dribbling on hardwood, echoing, then a sharp record scratch) Y'all still arguin'? Aight, bet. Let's close the case. For good. Slatt.

Verse 1

They call him the King, Chosen One, what a narrative Built super-teams, yeah, that’s the alternative Needed a Wade, a Bosh, an AD comparative While the real GOATs grind, that's just pejorative Yeah, the stats look clean, longevity is a flex But the rules went soft, no physical checks Can't hand-check the wing, can't put a forearm on the chest Le-Flop for the call, puttin' the refs to the test Four rings is a lot, but what's the cost of the baggage? Crab dribble ain't a move, it's a walk, that's just baggage From the block to the league, Mike's story was savage This ain't the same game, can't compare the two averages.

Chorus

Air Jordan throne, six rings stone, undefeated zone, slatt, GOAT alone! Mamba strike two, killer vibe true, racks stack through, vamp, no crew boo! King Bron three, superteam spree, stats eternity, cap, but era free! Check the rings, check the rules, check the post (Check it!) Number 23 is the GOAT, and it ain't even close.

Verse 2

Then you got the Mamba, the echo, the closest we've seen Footwork was a picture, fadeaway was obscene ISO-God in the clutch, meanest player on the screen Copied all the moves, yeah, he studied the routine That Mamba Mentality, locked in, that's a fact But he needed the Diesel for that first three-peat stack Pippen wasn't a center, that's a different attack Jordan never had a big man breakin' the whole rack 81 was a moment, a legendary sight But Mike did his damage in the playoff fight Six for six in the Finals, bathed in championship light Kobe was the shadow, Jordan was the pure light.

Chorus

Verse 3

Y'all readin' the box score, that logic is basic While Mike got a DPOY, a whole different matrix The league was a warzone, you had to embrace it They made the "Jordan Rules" just to try and erase him Y'all poppin' a perc just to stomach the truth now The flu game was realer than anything in the booth now He didn't need group texts to go get him a new crown Just gave 'em "The Shrug" and then shut the whole town down.

Bridge

Three eras, three titans, one throne sittin' vacant. The truth ain't a feelin', the numbers ain't fakin'. Legacy cemented, no more debatin'. The ghost in the rafters is patiently waitin'.

Chorus

King got a crown, but the crown ain't a ghost's (Nah!) Mamba had the venom, but the ghost flew the most (Whew!) Check the rings, check the rules, check the post (Check it!) Number 23 is the GOAT, and it ain't even close.

Outro

Six rings, no dings, gold chain with the moonshine Six rings. Six Finals MVPs. Not a game 7 insight The conversation's over. Put the mics down.

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