Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

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

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

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the blistering for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do
I ain't that mad though, I don't like bein lied to
Remember we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm like you in a way
I never my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you 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 what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We should be too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever your ass
It's six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters;
I wrote the on 'em perfect
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
that guy who coulda saved that other 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 coulda rescued me from
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 now, I'm drowsy
and all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't without me
See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend 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 suffer more, and she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I 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 now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
and an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that 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 some issues Stan, I think you need some
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each
or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read 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 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 that me sick
Some dude was drunk and his car over 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 think about, his was. it was you
Stan!