Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

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

Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em
There probably was a at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
but fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the shit that you did with Skam
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this 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 have a
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
you didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his 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 bein to
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my neither;
he used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
so I have 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 of name across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much 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 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 like for people like us up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We be together too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't it?
I you got my last two letters;
I wrote the on 'em perfect
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope 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 guy from drowning
but didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm
and all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the
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 your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Shut up bitch! I'm tryin 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 ain't you
cause if she suffocates she'll more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
and an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I missed you
Don't think I did that shit just to diss you
But what's this you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling
to help 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 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 this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I 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 me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was. it was you
Stan!