Luyện nghe bài hát Raleigh Solioquy Pt. Ii

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

you never your 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 Supreem of anything, except Hell! For the next ten
thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, your on
repeate mother fucker. It started backwards and you can't do a
fuckin' thing about it. The are gonna take back every fuckin'
thing you took away from them you mother fucker.
Security Raleigh.
Yes.
Guard: is the deal.
Raleigh: Yes, is the deal?
Guard: You either it down right now...
Or your gonna fuckin die!
Guard: ...your here.
Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother
fucker. Now what are you gonna do, are you gonna do to this little
Eh?
Guard: gonna go to the psyke 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
this or you are gonna go to the psyke ward. This is your last
oppertunity.
Raleigh: Yea, OK, get it. go.
Guard: your fuckin' 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 gonna shoot my mouth off, so get out of here.
Your cutting my commercial.
Guard: You
I'm making 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 a fuckin' arand boy.
Guard: Your the son of a bitch I ever...
Exactly...I'm an American!
Guard: This is the last Raleigh.
Raleigh: Good, Up!
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Guard: Anymore out of you and going to the psyke ward.
Raleigh: See, you lie. You don't eat feedback.
You need to understand that, as long as you understand that,

the Raleigh.
Raleigh:Whoever in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em!
what I gonna do.
Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your Raleigh.
Raleigh: Well you've in aginst...this is my room.
I'm in your 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.
Well if you come at me your gonna 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 You got it? Either you
cool it or your out of here, that's the only you have.
Try it.
Guard: Your dude.
Raleigh: Who's gonna inforce it? the cops mutherfucker! Call the
cops.
Guard: You got right now?
Raleigh: No witnesses, call the fucking cops! call 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 call please, there's a psychopathic
trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get cops over 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. is a science fiction magazine! And

trying to scare me 'cause he he's big, but he's just a big pile
of
shit! 'Cause splatter him all over the fickin' wall. I hope you
all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department!
And
send 'em 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.