Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

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

Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
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 was a problem at the post office or somethin
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 to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma her?
I'ma name her
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan
I got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you would back - see I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither;
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
so I have 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 of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you
But she don't you like I know 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

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 word - I deserve it?
I you got my last two letters;
I wrote the on 'em perfect
So this is my I'm sending you, I hope 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 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 show he 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 letter or a call
I hope you know I +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE me
See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin 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 she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I to send this shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that
and here's an autograph for brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists
I say shit just clownin dogg,
- how fucked up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And what's this 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 to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin 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 some shit
I seen this one shit on the news a weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
and in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was. it was you
Stan!