Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

My tea's gone cold I'm why I.
got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window.
and I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad.

1st gradually grows over raindrop background
2nd full volume with beat after "thunder" noise

Dear Slim, I wrote but you still callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, what I'ma call her?
name her Bonnie
I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan
I even got the underground shit that you did Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your man
I like the shit you did Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
you didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you would write - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my neither;
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in songs
so when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you it
My jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We be together too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't it?
I know you got my last two
I wrote the on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you
cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that
and here's an for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I missed you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just dogg,
c'mon - how up is you?
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just
if you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit
I seen this one on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was. it was you
Stan!