Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Slim, I you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn
You must not got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie

I about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I got the underground shit that you did with ScamZ

I got a room of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat
yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me your concert you didn't have to
But you could signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya 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 that mad, but I just don't like lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to always on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm
I even got a tattoo your name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you

But she don't you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She know what it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans"
This'll be the last package I send your ass
It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So is my cassette I'm sending 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, ya dare me to drive?"
You know song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you have rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we have been together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope your eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming 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 and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must missed you
Don't think I did shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need counselin'
To your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other

I think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just to treat her better
I hope you get to this letter
I just hope it reaches you in

Before you hurt yourself, I think you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad 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 shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
And had his in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to about it his name was, it was you, damn