Luyện nghe bài hát U Didn't Care

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

1]
Whattup Em', ya biggest fan
It's not even to introduce who I am
by now, we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In
That's the day I was cut ya throat
I guess my was broke -- 'cause by the time I woke
I seen my watch was twelve hours and I missed the show
But none the I'm glad that I finally reached you
Ever since the accident I've been to speak to you
To tell you things have changed, and I'm a man
A different level of understanding, I'm a Stan
are a lot better, I promise I won't harrass you with any letters
Saying shit like "We be together"
I may reach and start a
The industry's of homosexuals Slim, but I don't wanna fuck you
I got a new attitude, really, I mad at you
I just you to recognize I got talent too

2]
When I say talented, I mean battle kid
I storytellin, kinda like how ya album is
I been counselin and takin medicine
did some tests on me at NIH in Maryland
They showed me to help me pressure
whenever I remember that crazy night I was being reckless
Drivin with a deathwish, on the bridge and I crashed into a
Right before I finished that last
I was listenin to album "Restless"
The thing I knew I was under water and breathless
I was unconscious for a second, literally to go to heaven
till some fellas came and me from the wreckage
They started CPR, then they the paramedics
In retrospect I probably shoulda a gun to end it
By the the car sunk
My pregnant was still in the trunk
and I was still kinda drunk
The ambulance and they put me on the stretcher
Hooked me up to the IV and checked my blood
One of them was so that they wouldn't leave
He hopped in the back of the and rolled up some weed
My vision was blurry, I couldn't see
I remember his voice talking to me
In the emergency room, I needed surgery to get some removed
and stitches for my wooze

3]
After a couple of therapy,
I figured I was as ready as I'd ever be - I wanted to be an
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 in him, I decided to team wit him
And now I'm wit him, gettin cheese wit him
And I'm wit him, I'm havin the best time of my life
And I'm writin the best rhymes of my
He me to people as his lyrical equal
Let me write a rhyme on his album and even a beat too
He ain't see-through, I see him frontin
He's not the type to you, just because he needs somethin
That's what I like him,
I want to rock a mic without him
He's got kahunas and not a coward
fact, I think he met you
It was the day you to his video shoot with DJ, Jimmy's nephew
stepped to him and told him he should step to you
That you was ghost for L, but that wasn't true
You was lookin at him the same way I'm at you
Why can't we be friends Em', I don't want nothin you
You see there's a bit of Stan in all of us
Tell me where you think all of these record sales from
Talkin 'bout Britney and Christina
too, have you ever looked in a mirror?
Your hair ain't really blonde, and ya eyes ain't
So never diss me, 'cause when you diss me your you..

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