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 me, that it's not so bad,
not so bad.

1st volume grows over raindrop background
2nd volume with beat 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 problem at the post or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call
I'ma name her
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground that you did with Skam
I got a full of your posters 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, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

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 talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you 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 - like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein to
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never my father neither;
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're in your 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 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 everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you 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 like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll 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 ever your ass
It's been six months and still no - I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters;
I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my 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 the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
That's kinda how is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
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 +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 about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE 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 suffer more, and then die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?

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