Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

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

Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, 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 call
name her Bonnie
I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the underground shit you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - like his fuckin idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein 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 knew my father neither;
he to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're in your songs
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
like 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 I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for people us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be 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 word - I deserve it?
I know you got my last two
I wrote the 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 drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE me
See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin in the trunk
but I slit her throat, I just 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 at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?

. .

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
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
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
before you yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan
why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit
I seen this one shit on the news a 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 found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was. it was you
Stan!