Luyện nghe bài hát Stam (with Eminem)

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

[Eminem as
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma her?
I'ma name her
I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm 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 Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

{Chorus:

as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I ain't mad - I think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your
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,
four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like being lied to
Remember when we met in - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just you in a way
I never knew my neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo with your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut 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 'cos you it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk you 24/7
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We be together too

{Chorus:

as 'Stan']
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't it?
I you got my last two letters;
I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to
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, Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too - 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 been together, 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 hope your conscience AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim;
up bitch! I'm trying 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
cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

{Chorus:

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter that
and here's an for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I musta 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 shit just clowning dog,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counselling
to help ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy
I seen this one 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 with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!