Luyện nghe bài hát Stam (with Eminem)

Chorus:
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 if I could it'd all be gray,
but picture on my wall
It reminds me, that 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 two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or something
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend himself 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 posters and 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, yours, your biggest fan
is Stan

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[Eminem as
Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my little man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty man - you're like his fucking idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't being lied to
when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write - see I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither;
he used to always 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 else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a with your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you 'cos you tell it
My girlfriend's cause I talk about you 24/7
But she know you like 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 fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We should be too

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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 no word - 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 doing 90 on the
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 that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found
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 ALL of your pictures 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 sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE me
See {*screaming*}
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 her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would 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
Don't think I did that shit just to diss you
But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say shit just clowning dog,
- how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I you need some counselling
to your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you yourself, I think that you'll be doin just 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 this one shit on the news a couple ago that made me sick
Some was drunk and drove 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
Damn!