I'd like to dedicate this, to those who had little faith in me. Well, look who's talkin' now, look who I turned out to be. I'd like to dedicate this, to those who never bothered to know me. Well, look who's watching now, look who I turned out to be. You may not know my name, You may not know my face, But despite the aftermath of competition, I'll come out in the first place. You may not know my country, You may not know my tongue, But despite the aftermath of repetition, My revolution's just begun.
Reason for writing:
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