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, my word is law. What are you going to do? I am the dictator. The owner of the game in the locker room, I light the fire. Neither Xavi nor Ancelotti nor past glory. Before my shadow, history is nothing. My name on the back, the number nine on my skin. Real Madrid my new headquarters. They called Xavi with his winning streak, But my dictatorship is something vital. Xavi I love you, but stay there. Because in the Bernabéu only I command here. I flip the boards, I change the system I am the solution to any problem. Kylian the dictator, the one who commands on the pitch. The man of faith. Florentino calls me and I already arrived Vinícius looks at me, I look at the ball. Bellingham understands me, who is the boss?Rodrygo knows it, there is no discussion. Kylian's Madrid is a nation. The scream of the stadium, dictator sounds on every radio. Throwing out the bosses, I broke the paper. Now the whole world surrenders to me
