Here’s the updated version of the RonaldoDiss track without the “Siiii!” references:
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, the pitch don’t lie,
But the GOAT debate? It’s passing you by.
[Verse 1]
Cristiano, the name rings bells,
But lately, the story’s tough to tell.
From Madrid to Turin, chasing the bag,
Now you’re in the Gulf, and the game’s a lag.
Stepovers flashy, but they don’t land,
Your legacy’s slipping like sand through hand.
The trophies shine, but the flame’s burned out,
A star that’s dimming, there’s no doubt.
[Chorus]
Ronaldo, the shine’s still there,
But the game’s moved on, and you’re stuck in the glare.
Goals on the board, but the soul feels gone,
Even the GOATs can’t hold on for long.
[Verse 2]
Your free kicks, bro? They don’t hit the net,
It’s all for the gram, not the goal you set.
Messi’s stacking trophies while you count likes,
The real GOAT stays grounded, avoids the spikes.
From Portugal’s pride to the cashflow ride,
But fame without fire is a hollow stride.
You’re a brand, not a player, just selling a name,
Cristiano, the GOAT? Bro, it’s just a claim.
[Chorus]
Ronaldo, the shine’s still there,
But the game’s moved on, and you’re stuck in the glare.
Goals on the board, but the soul feels gone,
Even the GOATs can’t hold on for long.
[Bridge]
Al-Nassr chants, but the crowd’s not true,
It’s just dollar signs cheering back at you.
Your moves are smooth, but the fire’s dim,
A legacy’s weight that’s too hard to swim.
[Outro]
Cristiano, the name still commands,
But the pitch remembers only the grand.
From golden boots to echoes of fame,
Even the greats can lose the game.