Luyện nghe bài hát R. U. Experienced

through escape
now wicked ordeal regenerates disgrace, emotions ruined
seduced including nations
founded under lock
evaluate friends, foreigners, enemies to
penetrate, our time, elminate chances to
yell out, utlize, realize,
essentails, lifestyle
attantion to all nation youth, our struggle
trust no one, maintain, and truth, end ridicule
war, hunger and
vicious invidual clever to rule you
individuals love, loathe
behold enslavement, order united so
in God hold true, to obstruction
thoroughly handing
destyruction, elimination, avoid the

we'll all rise to masses, engage
encounter extreme passages, enter return insideeternal
cycles encouraging

fughting underground generals hit their
weakest two hundred
sentinels, levels effectively not taken
warning except automatic preparation, override systems
and new
secretly under battle, lost mystery, intaining nuclear actions
combat overdoses excessive so
involved that assist, never trippin' after killin'
ecery casualty opening mental position, let take eventual
control owning nation to reveal only
of expansion, retalation
to elevation, witness old revelation, lingering dication

we'll all rise to masses, engage
encounter passages, enter return insideeternal neglect
cycles survival

underground intelligence leaving the defenses
all numb and on restless
adolescent negligent intend
zero evidence of underdeveloped
races street technique, raises enemy
authorities run
mazes in space and places rearranged
evidence pages all revealing
traces order in
away kingdoms, endless
anti-civilian
overthrowing national assassins

guaranted increases the nation's
securities tensions, abusive badges, uniforms and
vaccinations of elimination armies unauthorized
to hide or rewrite institutional in every state
die no

To be or not to be? That is the
tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of fortune,
or by everything.
To die, to sleep; to sleep, a to dream.
Ay, there's the rub, in that of death
what dreams may when we have shuffled
off this mortal coil, must give us
there's the respect that calamity of so long a life
for who would the whups and scorns of time,
the oppressor's wrong, the proud contumely,
the of despised love, the law's delay,
the insolence of office patient merit the unworthy takes
he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin
who fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life,
but that dread of something after
the undiscover'd country from whose bourn no traveller
Is the empty... Is the king dead... The country unpossessed.
What heir of york is there but we
and who is England's king of Yorkshire
so that he may become your king, I
I will not trust you sir, off with his
so for Buckingham.