You know that lady Lindsay Lohan, jail again, I aint a fan of her
You know the Miami Heat, going for a sweep, like a Janitor
Against the lakers, threepeats, sell out crowds, and ankle brakers
In the post shakers Jump fakers Lebron's $500 sneakers
Go ahead and enjoy that Miami life, desperate for a title
You wanna consider yourself the best, you conceited, not my idol
So you want a championship, cuz the championship so vital
To being the next Jordan, so take ya power to the final
I don't doubt that you will win the finals next year
With Wade and Bosh, all the other teams have fear
But Wade won a title there, that's his legacy
Let him do it himself, go do it with another team
New York is a premium location, the world's ideal vacation
The heart of the nation, a packed train station
You could be the idol, but don't even talk
You'd much rather be the 'King of New York'
So don't be going to New York when the sun's bright
Don't even realize you in Wade's spotlight
I mean does Wade like it? he probably does
But then he can't be one of the best if one on his teammates is above
Him, could MJ and Magic Johnson be on the same team?
Magic Johnson would be considered great, but MJ the dream
And their'd be comparisons, so every time the light beam
Before the game, Magic gets cheers, but MJ the scene
He gets even more cheers, Lebron is just a fiend
For that championship ring so he joined the heat team
If you really love the heat, and love Miami
Then go ahead and say it in front of ya family
At dinner, and say it for all the people
What you did was straight up evil
Okay but in Miami you will be regal
I guarantee that, but your image is fecal
Compared to the image in the New York State of mind
You'll never feel that good shooting from that free throw line
Go ahead and have a nice championship
But I hope you and Wade, and the team, have a good relationship
Show good sportsmanship, and maybe you'll win it all
I can't tell you how to live
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