Luyện nghe bài hát Raleigh Solioquy Pt. Ii

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

you never studied your Homework. That's two capital H's there, all
the rest are lower in any fuckin' case. Supreem Court, you are not
the fucking Supreem Court of anything, except Hell! For the ten
thousand you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every
that you took away from them you mother fucker.
Security Raleigh.
Yes.
Guard: is the deal.
Yes, what is the deal?
Guard: You cool it down right now...
Raleigh: Or gonna fuckin die!
...your outta here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you do, what are you gonna do to this little
Eh?
Guard: Your gonna go to the ward.
Well good, that's where I wanna go.
Guard: Yea, your gonna be right there. So you cool it down.
You
better cool it down now, I don't want to hear anything else out of
this room or you are gonna go to the psyke ward. is your last
oppertunity.
Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
Guard: your fuckin' mouth.
Alright.
Guard: And don't make 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 gonna shoot my mouth off, so get out of here.
Your into my commercial.
You understand?
Raleigh: I'm a fuckin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of
here! Your to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no star
asshole, your just a arand boy.
Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the last Raleigh.
Good, Shut Up!
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Guard: Anymore out of you and your to the psyke ward.
See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to understand that, as as you understand that,

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

do.
Guard: do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!
Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't going for nothing, you reach for me and I'm
gonna your arm off.
Guard: Come on. on!
I ain't commin, you come.
Guard: it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you
it or your out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Try it.
Guard: Your dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna inforce it? the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got witnesses now?
Raleigh: No witnesses, call the 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 like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him
to
get out of here, and he tells me gonna put me in the psyco-tank,
for
my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And

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