Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

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

Dear Slim, I but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post 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 girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call
name her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
you have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
four 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 bein lied to
Remember when we met in - you said if I'd write you
you would write - see I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
so I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how 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 jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin up
You gotta me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We be together too

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

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is
Look, I'm really 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 think I did that shit just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say shit just clownin dogg,
- how fucked up is you?
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down
And what's this shit about us to be together?
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
or maybe you need to treat her better
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 just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
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 drove his car a bridge
and had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was. it was you
Stan!