Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

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

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

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
you have to, but you coulda 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 shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd you
you would write back - see I'm like you in a way
I never knew my neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
so when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name 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 you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I about you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We be together too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I send your ass
It's been six months and still no - I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 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 coulda saved that other guy drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm
and all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I hope you sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE me
See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin in the trunk
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, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit

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