[00:01.228]Yeah,the Chosen One...
[00:04.587]]Look at the scoreboard, look at the stats. I write the history, facts or no facts.
[00:13.800][Laughs] Let’s go.
[00:14.973]Just a kid from Akron? Nah, I’m the CEO.
[00:17.222]Cleveland was too cold, I needed that South Beach glow.
[00:20.289]Pack the bags, national TV, "The Decision" was made,
[00:23.090]Couldn't win alone, so I called up Bosh and Wade.
[00:25.763]Built the Big Three, yeah, I cracked the cheat code, Why walk the hard path?
[00:29.486]I take the toll road. Not 1, not 2... okay, maybe just a few.
[00:33.958]When the ship starts sinking, I find a brand new crew.
[00:36.944]I’m the King, bow down, kiss the ring (or the 4 I got).
[00:40.249]Chasing the Ghost of Chicago? Man, that’s a heavy spot.
[00:42.616]4 steps, 5 steps? The refs don’t see a thing. Crab-walk to the bucket, let the whistle sing!
[00:47.280]I am the GOAT! [Self-proclaimed!] In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
[00:52.605]I am the GOAT! [Self-proclaimed!] In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
[00:58.056]Back to The Land, then I flew to LA lights.
[01:00.659]Got a bubble ring, sleeping good at nights.
[01:03.281]But when we lose? Yo, look at this roster, they trash!
[01:05.870]My teammates are CBA level, I’m just here for the cash.
[01:08.596]Pass the ball! Hot potato when the clock winds down, I need my efficiency up, don't wanna look like a clown.
[01:13.881]Get my triple-double, grab that last rebound, Stat-padding champion, pound for pound!
[01:19.266]Kobe had the venom, Mike had the killer will.
[01:22.022]I got the media narrative and a billion-dollar bill.
[01:24.637]Steph changed the game with the three-point rain, But I run the front office, I control the pain.
[01:30.008]Injured when we losing, healthy for the All-Star game, It’s all calculated, put respect on my name!
[01:40.163]Top scorer of all time, longevity is the key. Just don't ask about my Finals record history.
[01:45.686]Superteams assembled, begging stars to join the fight, Westbrook, AD, Kyrie—
[01:49.742]I need 'em every night. "I need more help!" I scream at the GM's face,
[01:53.949]Trade the young core, get me vets to win the race.
[01:56.585]Taco Tuesday on the gram, giggling like a child, But on the defense end? My effort is mild.I’m the King, bow down, kiss the ring (or the 4 I got).
[02:07.929]Chasing the Ghost of Chicago? Man, that’s a heavy spot.
[02:11.851]4 steps, 5 steps? The refs don’t see a thing. Crab-walk to the bucket, let the whistle sing!
[02:15.260]I am the GOAT! [Self-proclaimed!] In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
[02:20.643]I am the GOAT! [Self-proclaimed!] In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
[02:27.186]You haters fuel me. But I can’t hear you over my max contract.
[02:32.538]Go ahead, make your memes. I’m still the face of the league.
[02:36.530]Where's my crown? Oh, I'm wearing it. LeGM... out.

Yeah,the Chosen One...
]Look at the scoreboard, look at the stats. I write the history, facts or no facts.
Let’s go.
Just a kid from Akron? Nah, I’m the CEO.
Cleveland was too cold, I needed that South Beach glow.
Pack the bags, national TV, "The Decision" was made,
Couldn't win alone, so I called up Bosh and Wade.
Built the Big Three, yeah, I cracked the cheat code, Why walk the hard path?
I take the toll road. Not 1, not 2... okay, maybe just a few.
When the ship starts sinking, I find a brand new crew.
I’m the King, bow down, kiss the ring (or the 4 I got).
Chasing the Ghost of Chicago? Man, that’s a heavy spot.
4 steps, 5 steps? The refs don’t see a thing. Crab-walk to the bucket, let the whistle sing!
I am the GOAT! In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
I am the GOAT! In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
Back to The Land, then I flew to LA lights.
Got a bubble ring, sleeping good at nights.
But when we lose? Yo, look at this roster, they trash!
My teammates are CBA level, I’m just here for the cash.
Pass the ball! Hot potato when the clock winds down, I need my efficiency up, don't wanna look like a clown.
Get my triple-double, grab that last rebound, Stat-padding champion, pound for pound!
Kobe had the venom, Mike had the killer will.
I got the media narrative and a billion-dollar bill.
Steph changed the game with the three-point rain, But I run the front office, I control the pain.
Injured when we losing, healthy for the All-Star game, It’s all calculated, put respect on my name!
Top scorer of all time, longevity is the key. Just don't ask about my Finals record history.
Superteams assembled, begging stars to join the fight, Westbrook, AD, Kyrie—
I need 'em every night. "I need more help!" I scream at the GM's face,
Trade the young core, get me vets to win the race.
Taco Tuesday on the gram, giggling like a child, But on the defense end? My effort is mild.I’m the King, bow down, kiss the ring (or the 4 I got).
Chasing the Ghost of Chicago? Man, that’s a heavy spot.
4 steps, 5 steps? The refs don’t see a thing. Crab-walk to the bucket, let the whistle sing!
I am the GOAT! In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
I am the GOAT! In the clutch? I disappear, but I’m never blamed!
You haters fuel me. But I can’t hear you over my max contract.
Go ahead, make your memes. I’m still the face of the league.
Where's my crown? Oh, I'm wearing it. LeGM... out.