Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two back in autumn
You not have got 'em
It was a problem at the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call I'ma name her Bonnie

I read about your uncle 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 underground shit that you did ScamZ

I got a room of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is

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

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We waited in the cold for you for 4 hours and ya 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, but I just don't bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I write to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to always on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what sayin' in your songs
So I have 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 with name across the chest

I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See, you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you

But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for people like us up
You've gotta me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we should be too

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

Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever send ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the on 'em perfect

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 drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know that by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he him?
kinda how this is, you could have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could been together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I hope you sleep and you scream about it
I hope conscious eats 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
if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

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

Dear Stan, I to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother, I it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must missed you
think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you some counselin'
To help ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this 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 maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to read letter
I hope it reaches you in time

Before you hurt yourself, I think you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand I do want you as a fan
I just want you to do some crazy shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me
Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was with his kid
And in the car they found a but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it his name was, it was you,