Luyện nghe bài hát Stam (with Eminem)

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

[Eminem as
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
probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
but anyways; it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what call her?
I'ma her Bonnie
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 hear this everyday, but I'm your fan
I even got the underground shit you did with Skam
I got a room full of posters and your pictures man
I like the you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

Elton}

[Eminem as
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I ain't mad - I just think it's UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
you have to, but you coulda 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 man - you're like his fucking 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 said if I'd you
you would write back - see I'm like you in a way
I never knew my neither;
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're in your songs
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cos you it
My girlfriend's cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know 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 be together too

{Chorus:

as 'Stan']
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't it?
I know you got my last two
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 fifth of vodka, you dare me to
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me drowning
Now too late - I'm on a 1000 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 you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you BREATHE without me
See Slim;
up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the
but I didn't slit her throat, I just her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates she'll 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 send this shit

Elton}

Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you call 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
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too?
I say that shit clowning dog,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got some Stan, I think you need some counselling
to your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other
I think you and your girlfriend need each 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 you'll be doin just fine
if you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do 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 was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
and in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!