Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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'll all be gray,
but picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad.

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

Dear Slim, I wrote but you still callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma her?
I'ma her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of posters 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,
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 have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein lied to
when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father
he to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
so when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you 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 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 be together too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the package I ever send your ass
been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two
I wrote the addresses on 'em
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found 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 lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you about it
I your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, I supposed to send this shit out?

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Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
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 see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists
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 shit about us to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read letter, I just 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 inspire you but
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do 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 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
Stan!