G.O.A.T 🐐

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G.O.A.T 🐐

(Verse 1) In a world that fades to black and white, He danced through the air, like a dream in flight, A jersey painted with the pride of a city, Every move was magic, every moment gritty. (Chorus) Oh, the last shot, under diamond lights, With the weight of the world, he took to the heights, And the crowd held its breath, a symphony of hope, Michael soaring, finding ways to cope. (Verse 2) From college days in Carolina blue, To the Windy City’s heart, where legends break through, With every swish, he wove a new tale, A maestro on hardwood, riding the gale. (Chorus) Oh, the last shot, under diamond lights, With the weight of the world, he took to the heights, And the crowd held its breath, a symphony of hope, Michael soaring, finding ways to cope. (Bridge) In the rearview mirror, I see greatness flow, A silhouette of greatness, a rhythm, a glow, He taught us to rise, to reach for the stars, In a life full of battles, he bled and he scarred. (Chorus) Oh, the last shot, under diamond lights, With the weight of the world, he took to the heights, And the crowd held its breath, a symphony of hope, Michael soaring, finding ways to cope. (Outro) So here’s to the moments, to the heart and the soul, To a man who played hard, and made the world whole, In every heartbeat, and in every game won, The G.O.A.T. stands alone, with the setting sun.

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(Verse 1) In a world that fades to black and white, He danced through the air, like a dream in flight, A jersey painted with the pride of a city, Every move was magic, every moment gritty. (Chorus) Oh, the last shot, under diamond lights, With the weight of the world, he took to the heights, And the crowd held its breath, a symphony of hope, Michael soaring, finding ways to cope. (Verse 2) From college days in Carolina blue, To the Windy City’s heart, where legends break through, With every swish, he wove a new tale, A maestro on hardwood, riding the gale. (Chorus) Oh, the last shot, under diamond lights, With the weight of the world, he took to the heights, And the crowd held its breath, a symphony of hope, Michael soaring, finding ways to cope. (Bridge) In the rearview mirror, I see greatness flow, A silhouette of greatness, a rhythm, a glow, He taught us to rise, to reach for the stars, In a life full of battles, he bled and he scarred. (Chorus) Oh, the last shot, under diamond lights, With the weight of the world, he took to the heights, And the crowd held its breath, a symphony of hope, Michael soaring, finding ways to cope. (Outro) So here’s to the moments, to the heart and the soul, To a man who played hard, and made the world whole, In every heartbeat, and in every game won, The G.O.A.T. stands alone, with the setting sun.

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