Luyện nghe bài hát Raleigh Solioquy Pt. Ii

Raleigh: You went for line drawings and you up you fuckin' idiot.
You brain-washed you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers,

you never studied your Holy Homework. two capital H's there, all
the are lower case in any fuckin' case. Supreem Court, you are not
the fucking Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you will shovel your and eat it, because your on
repeate mother fucker. It started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every
thing that you took away from them you fucker.
Security Raleigh.
Yes.
Guard: is the deal.
Raleigh: Yes, what is the
Guard: You either cool it right now...
Raleigh: Or your fuckin die!
Guard: ...your here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin'
fucker. Now what are you do, what are you gonna do to this little
Eh?
Guard: Your gonna go to the ward.
Raleigh: Well good, that's I wanna go.
Guard: Yea, gonna be right there. So you better cool it down.
You
cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of
this room or you are gonna go to the psyke ward. This is your
oppertunity.
Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
Guard: Shut fuckin' mouth.
Alright.
Guard: And don't make anymore in the house. Otherwise you'r

to the ward.
Raleigh: Well, exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the

ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' off, so get out of here.
cutting into my commercial.
Guard: You
I'm making a fuckin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of
here! trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star
asshole, your just a fuckin' boy.
Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: is the last warning Raleigh.
Good, Shut Up!
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Guard: Anymore out of you and going to the psyke ward.
Raleigh: See, you lie. You eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to that, as long as you understand that,

the Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' em!
what I gonna do.
Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your Raleigh.
Raleigh: Well you've in aginst...this is my room.
Guard: I'm in room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out. don't bother me man,

do.
Guard: do it, go for it dude.
Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!
Go for it.
Raleigh: I going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm
take your arm off.
Guard: Come on. on!
Raleigh: I commin, you come.
Guard: it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you
cool it or your out of here, the only choice you have.
Try it.
Guard: Your dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got witnesses right
Raleigh: No witnesses, the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin'

on you, you cocksucker, now.
Good.
Raleigh: 911 - Just like that, and you will get out of this.
Guard: Good. on.
Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, there's a
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I him
to
get out of here, and he tells me gonna put me in the psyco-tank,
for
making my production here. Which is a fiction magazine! And

trying to scare me 'cause he thinks big, but he's just a big pile
of
shit! I'll splatter him all over the fickin' wall. I hope you
all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department!
And
send 'em over here, I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now
get
'em over here as as you can please. I hope your recording this.