Past the danger point! Never look back! the vocals belted out.
They had been closing in for weeks. The feds, the rivals, the paranoia. Scarface (Push It To The Limit) MP3
The chorus kicked in. Push it to the limit! Walk along the razor's edge! Past the danger point
The neon grid of the city bled into the rain-slicked asphalt of Ocean Drive as Leo shifted the stick into fourth gear. His white Countach roared, hungry for the open stretch of the causeway. On the passenger seat sat a bulky, silver cassette player. He clicked the play button. Scarface (Push It To The Limit) MP3
Silk shirts, gold chains, and a penthouse overlooking the world he had conquered.