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 could all be gray,
but picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad.

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

Dear Slim, I 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 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 girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, what I'ma call her?
name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't 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 and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my little brother man, he's six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty man - you're 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 like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you 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 what you're saying in your
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
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 cause I talk you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, be the biggest 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 I ever send your ass
It's been six and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two
I the addresses on 'em perfect
So is my cassette 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 a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
That's 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 lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about 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 Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't 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, how'm I to send this shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that
and an autograph for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I musta missed you
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin dogg,
c'mon - how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
to your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to each other
I really think you and your need each other
or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin fine
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 just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
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!