Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

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

Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her?
name 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 your posters and your man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your
you didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin
He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't bein lied to
when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm like you in a way
I never knew my father
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps 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 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 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 us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll 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 package I ever send ass
It's 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 I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from
but didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's how this is, you coulda rescued 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 +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream 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 BREATHE without me
See Shut 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 her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
and here's an for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I missed you
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too?
I say that just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to each other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in
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 Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just want you to do some crazy shit
I this one shit on the news a couple 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 pregnant 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!