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' cock suckers,

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

to the ward.
Well, thats 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 cutting my commercial.
You understand?
Raleigh: I'm 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 a fuckin' arand boy.
Guard: Your the craziest son of a 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.
You need to understand that, as long as you understand that,

the Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm fuckin' kill em!
what I gonna do.
Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in room Raleigh.
Raleigh: Well you've 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.
Well 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 take arm off.
Guard: Come on. on!
I ain't commin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You that? You got it? Either you
it or your out of here, that's the only choice you have.
Try it.
Guard: gone dude.
Raleigh: gonna inforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got right now?
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.
Good. Come on.
Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get 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 production here. is a science fiction magazine! And

trying to scare me 'cause he thinks big, but he's just a big pile
of
shit! 'Cause I'll him all over the fickin' 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 here as fast as you can please. I hope your recording this.