You know that song? You bout to feel it coming, it's aiming straight at you, feel the wrath, we die poor, you die rich, but to hell am I if I'm going out without a fight, so fight music until the end, I may have my ideas but believe me I can't do it all without her, so pay me what you owe me or get outta my face, because I am coming for you my son and I will have you one day or another day it does not matter I'm going to still do it, even if I fail a thousand times I will have you and you will be mine one day, race car all you want but be prepared or die unready for the things that's coming. is it enough?
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