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

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

Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man 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 about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did Skam
I got a room full of your and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the cold for you,
hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein lied to
when 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 used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for like us growin up
You gotta 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 package I ever send ass
It's been six months and still no - 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 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda me from drowning
Now too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I was a lousy letter or a call
I you know 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 can't sleep and you dream it
And when you dream I you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't without me
See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
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 autograph for brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I missed you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling
to help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each
or maybe you need to treat her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin 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 want you to do some crazy shit
I this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was. it was you
Stan!