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March 15, 2024 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
09:32
The Name is Tate... | Tate Confidential Ep 221
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It's good to know there is still one number you can always count on.
T. Another day, another day. We're collecting cars and you seem extremely stressed out.
I'm stressed. I spent all night being Batman.
Two hours sleep.
Woke up. Go to court.
Romanian justice.
That was fun. Batman's justice.
Left. Trained.
Started to do my work.
Now I have to collect cars.
It's a hard life. It never ends.
You know? The average man would be tired.
The average man would be hungry.
Not me. Running on pure adrenaline, nicotine, and caffeine.
No sleep. Just cigars and coffee.
Coffee number 11, cigar number 4.
Aikido. I think the average man would also be excited.
Exmited. Excited about what?
You're picking up new cars.
It's your fault that I had to get them in the first place.
You made this happen.
Because last night when I told you I was Batman in my Batmobile, you said I was supposed to be James Wan.
I did say that. So you made this happen?
Are you telling me we're picking up Astin's?
We're picking up Astin's!
No way.
And it's all you're doing, Bailey, so I hope you're proud of yourself.
Normally I have to dance or something. What do I normally do?
Don't I normally dance around and say, ha ha ha, you thought you took all my cars, you can't take all my cars?
Don't I normally goad the authorities that put me in jail?
Is that what I normally do?
Even though everyone's telling me to be quiet, be careful, you're still in court, don't I normally just say, You can't take my cars.
You can't take my money.
You thought you found it all.
You didn't. I'm still rich.
Ha ha ha. Is that what I normally do?
Like some immature idiot at the ripe age of 37 years old.
37 years of age.
I'm dancing around, laughing at the cops, goading them openly, spending millions when I'm supposed to be bankrupt.
Is that the kind of stupid thing that I do?
Only when we're feeling extra petty.
You spent driving? Yeah, spent driving, I guess.
What else I'm gonna do with them? Oh, engines and steering wheels, so you get in and drive the places.
Thanks a lot. It's transport.
Yeah. Basically.
Nice. Nice.
Nice.
Nice.
I know there's gonna be good times.
There's gonna be good times.
There's gonna be good times.
There's gonna be.
I know there's gonna be good times.
There's gonna be.
They put me in jail on a fabricated case.
And I came out with McLarens and Aston Martins and portions of Ferraris and Lamborghinis and a big dick.
I'm still tall and strong and smart.
Got big arms. Got all these women all around the world messaging me.
Police human traffic me, LOL, thinking they're original and cute, not knowing I've heard it 400 times that day.
But if they're sexy enough...
Take me to jail, where I belong.
Back with the cockroaches. Put me back in jail, because if you don't, this is my life.
If you let me be free, I have the best life on the planet, so you better lock me up.
Otherwise, all the people at home who say, Andrew's a bad person, Andrew's in jail.
My life is so much better than theirs could ever be.
Come on!
No jail? My diamond watch set...
Austin Martin's in. Fucked.
And you got one more. On the way.
Ten more! I've only brought two here.
Oh, sorry. They took all my cars.
Hey, hey, uh...
You know...
There's not many people who could have done what I've done.
To one day be picked up, thrown in a jail cell, sit there, suffer with a cockroach, just come out, defeat the BBC, fix the narrative when they tried to damage my name, survive with no bank accounts, manage to stay rich despite all the Matrix attacks, and then eventually I'm gonna walk free from all this garbage a hero.
Not many men can do that.
There's a mental pressure that most aren't ready to take.
But I'm Talk G. And Batman.
and Batman and James Bond now.
There's only 300 of these in the world.
How many? 300.
300? 300 in the world.
Because they make the Vantage V8. There's 333 of these and 300 of those.
330? Yeah, 333 of these and 300 of those in the world.
Oh my god. Special cars.
Sorry that's just the sound of me being monumentally fucking rich.
Despite the fact they're trying to stop me from being monumentally rich.
They're trying so hard to stop me being rich.
Wait, what's that I can hear? Is that a DBS 770 that my brother's driving?
Yeah, it must be. Oh, hello Tristan.
Jail please. Jail please.
Take me to jail please.
Why won't you take me to jail?
Put me back in jail please.
I'm at the point where all my enemies can do is immortalize me.
Walk or jail? I'm immortalized.
I don't even care.
You think I'm scared of suffering? I'm Andrew fucking Tate.
You think I'm scared of going back to fucking jail?
You think I'm scared of suffering?
You think I'm gonna go to jail and what?
Have a mental breakdown? Be a pussy like everyone else?
No, I'll go to jail smiling, happy.
I'll be dancing just the fucking same.
Put me in jail. Because if you don't, this is my life.
being super rich all of the time forever. See what it's got.
All right, should we get up and go?
She'll go. That's the best looking car I've ever seen in my life.
That's what I have seen to Bailey.
It's probably the sixiest car I've ever seen.
It's the most beautiful car I've ever seen. The internet doesn't do it yet, I swear.
I like the old Aston, that was getting a bit old, but that to me now is the best looking car we own.
That is V12. V12 is a different animal.
Anyway. Let's go for a drive.
Kill ourselves. Kill ourselves.
Eat coffee with a spoon out of the jar and sit on our laptops.
It's a pretty cool idea you know Me have it any and we dark Nothing can do but a me dark
Ah, ah, ah I'm a naw life upon belly, peak chop Anytime when ready,
sick suck You a me day upon the telly Send the food and I'm a zelly
Yo the dial light steady Speed off, Jesus White T's and I'm a beam
Gas and me shop like guillotine da Is a me blast off The life only for the fast cash Rich and me nah talk
Fully goes up, can't fall off Benz big like how the road big Have some goons we me roll
with Uptown girl she a trophy Yo mama deh a dem want it
Clock me nah life upon belly, peak chop Anytime when ready, sick suck
my death upon the telly Send the food number zelly, yo, the dialight steady Speed off, Jesus White tees number been Got some sharp like guillotine dodge Steve just send me the leads, 10 mil at the Adelaide.
Me have the definition of a means, somebody tell me what the fuck the means.
Said the shopping on the limit, said the check in to the phone, now I'm in it.
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