Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

My tea's gone cold I'm why I.
got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window.
and I see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray,
but picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad,
not so bad.

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

Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too 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?
I'ma name her
I about your Uncle Ronnie 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 your 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 you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
is Stan

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 didn't wanna talk to me 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 in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein to
Remember we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm 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 you're saying in your
so when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm
I even got a tattoo of your name the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We should be 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 word - I deserve it?
I know you got my last two
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 dare me to
You know the by Phil 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 he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda me from drowning
Now it's too - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I was a lousy letter 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 can't BREATHE me
See Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit

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Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said 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 I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit just to diss you
But what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down
And what's this about us meant to be together?
That of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really 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 yourself, I think that 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, 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 made me
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 found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was. it was you
Stan!