Luyện nghe bài hát Raleigh Solioquy Pt. Ii

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

you never studied your Homework. That's two capital H's there, all
the are lower 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 and eat it, because your on
repeate fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a
thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing you took away from them you mother fucker.
Guard: Raleigh.
Yes.
Guard: is the deal.
Yes, what is the deal?
Guard: You either cool it right now...
Raleigh: Or your fuckin die!
Guard: ...your here.
Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't 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, where I wanna go.
Guard: Yea, your be right there. So you better cool it down.
You
cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else out of
this or you are gonna go to the psyke ward. This is your last
oppertunity.
Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
Guard: Shut fuckin' mouth.
Alright.
Guard: And don't make anymore waves in the house. you'r

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

ward and so I'm gonna my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of here.
cutting into my commercial.
Guard: You
Raleigh: I'm a fuckin' comercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of
here! Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you no star
asshole, your a fuckin' arand boy.
Guard: Your the son of a bitch 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 your to the psyke ward.
Raleigh: See, you lie. You eat your feedback.
Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you 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: you've 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, out. Words don't bother me man,

do.
Guard: do it, go for it dude.
Raleigh: Well if you come at me your gonna die!
Go for it.
Raleigh: I ain't for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm
gonna your arm off.
Guard: on. Come on!
Raleigh: I commin, you come.
Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You that? You got it? Either you
cool it or your out of here, that's the choice you have.
Try it.
Guard: gone dude.
Raleigh: gonna inforce it? Call the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got right now?
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 please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my room, now get them cops over here to
1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I him
to
get out of here, and he me he's gonna put me in the psyco-tank,
for
making my production here. is a science fiction magazine! And

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