Luyện nghe bài hát Raleigh Solioquy Pt. Ii

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

you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two H's there, all
the rest are case in any fuckin' case. Supreem Court, you are not
the fucking Supreem Court of anything, except Hell! For the ten
thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, your on
repeate mother fucker. It just backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every
thing that you took from them you mother fucker.
Security Raleigh.
Yes.
Guard: is the deal.
Yes, what is the deal?
Guard: You either cool it down now...
Raleigh: Or your fuckin die!
...your outta here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you do to this little
Eh?
Guard: Your go to the psyke ward.
Raleigh: Well good, that's where I go.
Guard: Yea, your gonna be right there. So you cool it down.
You
better cool it down right now, I don't want to anything else out of
this or you are gonna go to the psyke ward. This is your last
oppertunity.
Raleigh: Yea, OK, get it. go.
Shut your fuckin' mouth.
Alright.
Guard: And don't anymore waves 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 shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here.
Your 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, just a fuckin' arand boy.
Guard: Your the craziest son of a I ever...
Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: is the last warning Raleigh.
Raleigh: Good, Up!
laughter]
Guard: out of you and your going to the psyke ward.
See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you that,

the Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em!
That's I gonna do.
Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your Raleigh.
Well you've come 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. Words don't 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 ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' for me and I'm
gonna take arm off.
Come on. Come on!
Raleigh: I commin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand You got it? Either you
cool it or your out of here, that's the choice you have.
Try it.
Guard: gone dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got witnesses right
No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin'

on you, you cocksucker, now.
Good.
Raleigh: 911 - Just that, and you will never get out of this.
Guard: Good. on.
Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, there's a
trying to kill me in my room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is in my door, I told 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 science magazine! And

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