Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

1st volume gradually grows raindrop background
2nd volume with beat right after "thunder" noise

Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a at the post office or somethin
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what call her?
I'ma name her
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
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 hope you get man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
you didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the cold for you,
hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're his fuckin idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more 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 would 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 in your songs
so when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We should be too

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 no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two
I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka, you dare 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 Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
That's kinda how is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now too late - 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 ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it
You it now, I hope you can't 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 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
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?

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Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
and here's an for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin dogg,
- how fucked up is you?
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 meant to be
That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other
I really you and your girlfriend 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 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 some shit
I seen this one shit on the 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 a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was. it was you
Stan!