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 and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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 could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

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

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

I read about uncle 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 got the underground shit that you did with ScamZ

I got a room full of your posters and pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, is 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 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 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 no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote 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 don't answer
If you didn't want to talk to me your concert you didn't have to
But you could have signed an autograph for

my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's pretty shitty man, like his fuckin' idol
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 write back, see, I'm just you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to always on my mom and beat her

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

I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7

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

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 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 or write my fans"
be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the 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 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who have saved that other guy from drowning?
But Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could 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 I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we have been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it

And when you dream, I you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't without me
See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screaming in the trunk

But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't 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 am I to send this shit out?

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

You got some issues, Stan, I think you some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get some
And this 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 her better
I hope you get to read this
I just hope it reaches you in

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' fine
If relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy

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