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 Holy Homework. That's two H's there, all
the rest are lower in any fuckin' case. Supreem Court, you are not
the Supreem Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand you will shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
repeate mother fucker. It just backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The public are take back every fuckin'
thing that you away from them you mother fucker.
Security Raleigh.
Yes.
Guard: is the deal.
Raleigh: Yes, is the deal?
Guard: You cool it down right now...
Raleigh: Or your fuckin die!
Guard: ...your here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, are you gonna do to this little
Eh?
Guard: Your gonna go to the ward.
Raleigh: good, that's where I wanna 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 hear else out of
room 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 make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you'r

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

ward and so I'm shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here.
Your cutting my commercial.
Guard: You
Raleigh: I'm making a 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.
Guard: the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the warning Raleigh.
Good, Shut Up!
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Guard: Anymore out of you and your going to the 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.
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, back out, back out. Words bother me man,

do.
Guard: do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: Well if you come at me your fuckin' die!
Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm
take your arm off.
Guard: on. Come on!
I ain't commin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? you
cool it or out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Try it.
Guard: Your dude.
Raleigh: gonna inforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got witnesses right
Raleigh: No witnesses, call the fucking cops! I'll 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
to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura 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
making my here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And

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