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 fuckin' stupid cock suckers,

you never studied Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all
the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case. Court, you are not
the fucking Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you shovel your shit and eat it, because your on
repeate mother fucker. It started backwards and you can't do a
thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing that you took away from them you fucker.
Guard: Raleigh.
Yes.
Guard: is the deal.
Raleigh: Yes, what is the
Guard: You either cool it down now...
Raleigh: Or your gonna die!
Guard: ...your here.
Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this
Eh?
Guard: Your gonna go to the ward.
Raleigh: Well good, that's I wanna go.
Guard: Yea, your gonna be 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 waves in the house. Otherwise

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.
You understand?
Raleigh: I'm a fuckin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of
here! Your trying to get in on fuckin' thing, you ain't no star
asshole, your just a arand boy.
Guard: Your the craziest son of a I ever...
Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the last Raleigh.
Good, Shut Up!
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Guard: out of you and your 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 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, out, back out. Words don't bother me man,

do.
Guard: do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: Well if you come at me gonna fuckin' die!
Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm
gonna your arm off.
Guard: Come on. on!
Raleigh: I commin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? 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
Raleigh: No witnesses, the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin'

on you, you cocksucker, now.
Good.
Raleigh: 911 - like that, and you will never 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 cops here to
Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told him
to
get out of here, and he tells me he's put me in the psyco-tank,
for
making my production here. Which is a science magazine! And

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