Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

My tea's gone 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 your on my wall
It me, that it's 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 still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy 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 I'ma call her?
I'ma her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room full of posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
you have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty man - you're like his fuckin idol
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
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you would write - see I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither;
he to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
so when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us up
You call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We be together too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last 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 wrote the on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm 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, you dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
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 +ALL+ of pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the
but I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I 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 flattered you would call your daughter
and here's an 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 I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the when you get down some
And what's this shit 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 just hope it reaches you in
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine
if you relax a little, I'm I inspire 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 one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
and had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was. it was you
Stan!