(Verse 1)
He's the king of the court, a warrior in disguise,
With every dribble, every shot that flies,
A force of nature, a legend in the making,
But deep down, there's a pain that he's always taking.
He hides it in his game, in every step he takes,
In the silence, when the spotlight breaks,
In the shadow of his smile, in the strength of his stride,
LeBron James, with the weight of the world inside.
(Chorus)
Pain in his crown, where the rivers of greatness flow,
But nobody knows, he's got pain in his dick, oh no,
He plays through the storm, he's got that Mamba drive,
But he's keeping it real, like a sonnet in the night.
(Verse 2)
He's a soldier, a poet, a king in his prime,
A silent symphony in his rhyme and time,
Triumphs and heartaches, he wears them like a ring,
But nobody sees the hurt that makes him sing.
In the locker room whispers, the pain is his shield,
A secret only he knows, his battlefield,
He takes it to the hoop, jumps so high and soars,
But the hurt is real, behind those golden doors.
(Bridge)
They say he's untouchable, a man of steel,
But he's just flesh and blood, like you and me, he feels,
The pressure of the crown, the burden of the throne,
He's the one we cheer, but he's all alone.
(Chorus)
Pain in his crown, where the stars of destiny align,
But nobody knows, he's got pain in his dick, all the time,
He's breaking records, he's crossing lines,
But he's hiding it well, like a sonnet in the nighttime.
(Verse 3)
He's got the heart of a lion, the grace of a dove,
A warrior's spirit, a poet's love,
The world's on his shoulders, but he stands so tall,
With pain in his crown, he's got a story to tell.
In every dunk, every three-point shot,
He's letting go of the fear, the fear that he's bought,
But nobody hears, the silent scream,
He's LeBron James, with a dream so extreme.
(Bridge)
He's a beacon of hope, a flame that burns so bright,
A symbol of strength, in the darkest of nights,
But even kings, they have their share of pain,
And he hides it well, like a sonnet in the rain.
(Chorus)
Pain in his crown, where the legends come to shine,
But nobody knows, he's got pain in his dick, all the time,
He's climbing the ladder, reaching for the sky,
But he's keeping it real, like a sonnet in the night.
(Outro)
So when you see him play, remember the cost,
The pain in his crown, the one he's lost,
He's LeBron James, the king of the night,
And he's got pain in his dick, but he fights with all his might.
