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 your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad.

1st volume gradually grows over raindrop
2nd full volume with beat right after "thunder"

Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her?
I'ma her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit you did with Skam
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't 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 my father neither;
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I about you 24/7
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 gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll 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 last package I ever your ass
It's six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters;
I wrote the on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm
and all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And when you I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you BREATHE without me
See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I to send this shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that
and here's an for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists
I say shit just clownin dogg,
- how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
to help ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other
or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to this letter, I just 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 you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do 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 and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
and in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was. it was you
Stan!