Luyện nghe bài hát Stam (with Eminem)

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

[Eminem as
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There probably was a at the post office or something
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 to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her?
I'ma her Bonnie
I about your Uncle Ronnie 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 your posters and pictures man
I the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest 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 FUCKED UP you don't fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your
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 cold for you,
hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - like his fucking 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 being to
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just you in a way
I knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you 'cos you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you
But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people 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

{Chorus:

as 'Stan']
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 months and still no - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my 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, you me to drive?
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy drowning
but didn't, then saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda me from drowning
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 pictures off the
I love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you BREATHE without me
See {*screaming*}
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 tied her up, see I 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 am I supposed to send this out?

{Chorus:

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is
Look, I'm really flattered you would call 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
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 shit just clowning dog,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got some Stan, I think you need some counselling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit'll make me not want us to 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 hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
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
to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!