Luyện nghe bài hát R. U. Experienced

through escape
now every wicked regenerates disgrace, emotions ruined
seduced including nations
founded under loose
evaluate friends, foreigners, concentrate to
penetrate, reduce our time, chances to
yell out, utlize, realize,
essentails, fundamentals
attantion to all youth, continue our struggle
trust no one, maintain, and tell truth, end
war, and terror
vicious clever to often rule you
whether individuals love,
behold enslavement, order retaliation so
fear in God hold true, to
thoroughly enemies'
destyruction, elimination, the humiliation

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

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

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

underground intelligence leaving the defenses
all and defenseless on restless
grounds adolescent intend
zero years of underdeveloped
races street technique, enemy encases
authorities run
mazes in elite space and rearranged
evidence pages all revealing
traces order in
away kingdoms, endless
anti-civilian
indicate national assassins

actions increases the nation's
securities tensions, badges, uniforms and stations
inject vaccinations of elimination unauthorized
to or rewrite institutional treaties in every state
die no

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