Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn
You must not got 'em
It was a problem at the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie

I about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit you did with ScamZ

I got a room of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is

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

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't fans
If you want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's only 6 old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 and ya just said no
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do

I ain't mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in songs
So when I have a 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 with name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you

But she don't you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we be together too

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

Dear Mr. "I'm too to call or write my fans"
be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the on 'em perfect

So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know that by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm

And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have 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 hope conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the

But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, suffer more and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?

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

Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I have missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to you
And what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls you get down some
And what's this about us meant to be together?
That of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other

I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read this
I just hope it you in time

Before you yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand 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 couple weeks ago made me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car found a tape but it didn't say who it was to
to think about it his name was, it was you, damn