Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

My gone 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'll all be gray,
but your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad.

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

Dear Slim, I but you still ain't callin
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
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 addresses too when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess what call her?
name her Bonnie
I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't 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 full of your posters and pictures man
I like the shit you did Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your
you didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just you in a way
I never knew my father
he used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
I don't really got shit else so that 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 you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for like us growin up
You gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We be together too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the package I ever send your ass
It's six months and still 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 sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I a fifth 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 he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 now, I'm drowsy
and all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream 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 tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
and an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too?
I say that shit clownin dogg,
- how fucked up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down
And what's this shit about us 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 this letter, I just it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I that 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, I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
Some dude was and drove his car over a bridge
and had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant 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
Stan!