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 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 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 sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma her?
I'ma name her
I read about your Uncle 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 shit that you did Skam
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't 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 little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the blistering for you,
four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied 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 knew my father neither;
he to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what saying in your songs
so when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the
Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's 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 I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We be together 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 wrote the addresses on 'em
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the by Phil 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 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
but I didn't 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 been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter that
and here's an for your 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 to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling
to help ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit 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 other
or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I 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 some 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 they found a tape, but they say who it was to
Come to think about, his was. it was you
Stan!