No one cares about this shit anymore. Heard enough of it for two weeks straight on Sports Center.
Written and rapped by my friend Aaron's cousin. Video directed by Aaron. I wrote the lyrics below:
Yo this a message to Lebron I wrote it formally, titled Kings betrayal, this is for the former King.
Went from all eyes on Mr. Akron slash Cleveland icon.
One that was supposed to understand all the heartaches
And put it to and end man mend all the heartbreaks.
And damn Bron, this city NEEDED you, and we BELIEVED in you.
And your commitment all you had to do was see it it through.
You had the unity, all for one one for all from the team all the way to the community.
But you had other plans, we had to face the fact, I guess the powder toss was just a disappearing act.
And come July first, everyone speculatin', and then some days passed everybody sick of waitin'.
And Boozer to the Bulls, Amaury to the Knicks, Bosh joins Wade, the plot is getting thick.
And then we come to find, he must be out his mind, an hour special the decision reported live.
He workin on his brand, how embarassing, and then to cover up they mix it in with charity.
Yo but the fans we kept hope, people always puttin cleveland teams in the brunt of bad jokes.
So this couldn't happen again, if history repeats itself, were back to the end.
And then it started, decision time, that was the hardest. We witnessed our franchise, treated like garbage.
How could you do this? this was your home. you even claimed to be king with the Q as your throne.
Was it too much? Too much you couldnt make it? Rather take talents down to south and be Wade's bitch?
We know what you about: Fuck the challenge, I just want a ring so I'll just take the easy route.
Probably even think youre gonna win it on the first take, shoulda never worn 23 in the first place.
You dont know a thing about loyalty, all you are is caught up in fame and claimin that youre royalty.
You never did it by yourself. never ever will you be compared to the best no matter what trophy is on your shelf.
You a wingman, you cant close out the game so you go to Miami where you know Wade can.
Didnt even thank the owner for everything he did. thats why you snake, thats why you bitch.
So if you wonder why no one will wish you well,
We wish you Heat..
We wish you hell.
Last edited by gbitz; 07-25-2010 at 07:14 PM.
its meh, don't really like rap.
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