Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

My gone cold I'm wondering why I.
got out of bed at all
The rain clouds 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 grows over raindrop background
2nd full volume beat right after "thunder" noise

Dear Slim, I but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, what I'ma call her?
I'ma her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who want him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I like the you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your 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 wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my little man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
four and you just said, "No."
That's shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I that 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 - see I'm just like you in a way
I never my father neither;
he to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
so I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk 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 call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I send your ass
been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two
I wrote the addresses on 'em
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
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 guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you 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 can't BREATHE me
See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the
but I didn't her throat, I just 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, I supposed to send this shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
and an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you
But what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the when you get down some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each
or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine
if you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a 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 found a tape, but they say who it was to
Come to about, his name was. it was you
Stan!