Luyện nghe bài hát U Didn't Care

You.. didn't, care me
And now is how it has to be
I was lost, but now I am
I'm happy 'cause I a family

1]
Whattup Em', it's ya fan
It's not even to introduce who I am
by now, 'cause we're friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before on Up In Smoke
the day I was gonna cut ya throat
I my watch was broke -- 'cause by the time I woke
I seen my was twelve hours late and I missed the show
But the less I'm glad that I finally reached you
Ever since the accident been dying to speak to you
To tell you things have changed, and I'm a man
A different of understanding, I'm a different Stan
Things are a lot better, I promise I won't harrass you with any
Saying shit like "We be together"
I may reach and start a
The industry's full of Slim, but I don't wanna fuck you
I got a new attitude, really, I mad at you
I wanted you to recognize I got talent too

2]
When I say talented, I mean battle kid
I mean storytellin, kinda like how ya is
I been attendin counselin and takin
They did some tests on me at NIH in
They showed me techniques to me pressure
whenever I that crazy night when I was being reckless
Drivin with a deathwish, on the bridge and I crashed a Lexus
Right I finished that last sentence
I was listenin to Xzibit's "Restless"
The next I knew I was under water and breathless
I was for a second, literally dying to go to heaven
some fellas came and pulled me from the wreckage
They started CPR, then they called the
In retrospect I probably used a gun to end it
By the time the car
My pregnant girlfriend was still in the
and I was still feelin drunk
The ambulance and they put me on the stretcher
Hooked me up to the IV and checked my pressure
One of them was so concerned that they leave
He hopped in the back of the ambulance and rolled up some
My vision was blurry, I couldn't see
I just his voice talking to me
In the emergency room, I needed to get some glass removed
and fifty stitches for my

3]
After a months of therapy,
I figured I was as ready as I'd be - I wanted to be an emcee
He took me to shows wit him, he let me wit him
He let me write some rhymes and go on wit him
I really believed in him, I to team wit him
And now I'm overseas wit him, cheese wit him
And I'm emceein wit him, I'm havin the best time of my
And I'm writin the rhymes of my life
He introduces me to people as his lyrical
Let me write a rhyme on his and even produce a beat too
He see-through, I can't see him frontin
He's not the type to call you, just he needs somethin
what I like about him,
I wouldn't want to a mic without him
He's got kahunas and not a coward
fact, I think he met you
It was the day you came to his video shoot DJ, Jimmy's nephew
stepped to him and told him he should step to you
That you was ghost writin for L, but that true
You was lookin at him the way I'm lookin at you
Why can't we be friends Em', I want nothin from you
You see there's a bit of Stan in all of us
Tell me where you think all of these record sales sparred
'bout Britney and Christina Aguilera
Nsync too, you ever looked in a mirror?
Your hair ain't really blonde, and ya eyes blue
So never diss me, when you diss me your dissin you..

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