Luyện nghe bài hát R. U. Experienced

through hallucinations
now every wicked ordeal disgrace, emotions ruined
intellectuals seduced nations
founded under lock
friends, foreigners, enemies concentrate to
penetrate, reduce our time, elminate to
yell out, utlize, realize,
essentails, lifestyle
attantion to all nation youth, continue our
trust no one, maintain, and tell truth, end
war, hunger and
vicious clever to often rule you
whether individuals love,
behold enslavement, order united so
fear in God true, to obstruction
thoroughly enemies'
destyruction, elimination, avoid the

we'll all to inform masses, engage
encounter passages, enter return insideeternal neglect
encouraging survival

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

we'll all to inform masses, engage
encounter extreme passages, enter return neglect
encouraging survival

battle underground leaving the defenses
all numb and on restless
grounds negligent intend
zero evidence of underdeveloped
street technique, raises enemy encases
tasteless run
mazes in elite space and rearranged
evidence pages all establishment
traces in courts
taking kingdoms, endless
tactics
indicate national assassins

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

To be or not to be? is the question;
tis nobler in the mind 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 sleep of death
dreams may come when we have shuffled
off mortal coil, must give us pause:
there's the respect that makes of so long a life
for who bear the whups and scorns of time,
the oppressor's wrong, the man's contumely,
the pangs of despised love, the delay,
the insolence of office patient merit the unworthy takes
when he himself might his quietus make a bare bodkin
who would fardels bear, to grunt and under a weary life,
but dread of something after death
the undiscover'd country whose bourn no traveller returns
Is the throne empty... Is the king dead... The unpossessed.
What heir of york is there but we
and who is England's of great Yorkshire
so that he may become king, I fear
I not trust you sir, off with his head
so for Buckingham.