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My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I? Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I? Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager And my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn You must not have got 'em It probably was a problem At the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses Too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways fuck it What's been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch Who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday But I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with scam I got a room full of your posters And your pictures man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too That shit was fat Anyways I hope you get this, man Hit me back just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I? Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote I hope you have the chance, I ain't mad I just think it's fucked up, you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me Outside the concert you didn't have to But you could've signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man He's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you For 4 hours and you just said "No" That's pretty shitty man You're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man He likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver You said if I write to you, you would write back See I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I have a shitty day I drift away and put 'em on Cause I don't really got shit else So that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo With your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself To see how much it bleeds? It's like Adrenaline The pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real And I respect you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'Cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't 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 ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. We should be together too My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I? Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Mister, I'm too good to call or write my fans This'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this 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 freeway Hey Slim, I drink a fifth of vodka Ya dare me to drive? You know this song by Phil Collins 'From the air in the night' About that guy who could have saved That other guy from drowning? But didn't, then Phil saw it all Then at his show he found him That's kinda how this is You could have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late I'm on a thousand downers, now I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all your pictures off the wall I loved you Slim, we could have been together Think about it, you ruined it now I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep And you scream about it I hope your conscious eats at you And you can't breathe without me See Slim, "Shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk" Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat I just tied her up See I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more And then she'll die too Well gotta go I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit! I forgot! How am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I? Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds 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 busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now How far along is she? Look I'm really flattered You would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother I wrote it on your starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show I must have missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally Just to diss you And what's this shit you said about You like to cut your wrist too? I say that shit just clownin' dawg C'mon, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan I think you need some counselin'' To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls When you get down some And what's this shit about us Meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us To meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend Need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope 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' 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 want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news A couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk And she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape But it didn't say who it was to? Come to think about it His name was, it was you! Damn! 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My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be grey, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim I wrote you, but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got em There probably was a problem at the post office or something Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'mma call her? I'mma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote; I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside the concert You didn't have to, but you could've signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you For four hours and you just said no That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fucking idol He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to Remember when we met in Denver? You said if I'd write you, you would write back See, I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on Cause I don't really got shit else So that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up You gotta call me, man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. We should be together too My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds 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'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this 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 freeway Hey, Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who could've saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him That's kinda how this is, you could've rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I loved you Slim, we could've been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you And you can't breathe without me See, Slim, shut up bitch, I'm tryna talk Hey, Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear, Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother I wrote it on a Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clowning, dawg, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doing just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk And she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about it, his name was... It was you. Damn!

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to, but you could've signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you For four hours and you just said, "No" That's pretty shitty, man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back See, I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me, man I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. we should be together too My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds 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 It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka You dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm tryna talk Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window (window) And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother I wrote it on a Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin', dawg, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope 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' just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was, it was you Damn!

Okay that's the cringiest rap attempt I did this year. Fuk me😂

What the f*ck this is the baddest kareoke song ever why do they have people saying the f*cking words

if you came from tiktok and didn’t know this song before it. ur uneducated

:P

this song related to me, i'm too addicted to my girlfriend, i gave her everything i got, even if there's a way to give my soul to her, i'll give her, i love her so much more than i love myself, we talk about marriage, name of our kids, our own house, but then she left me with a reason that i think i can fix it, a reason that we can discuss it, we can talk about it, cz i'm not cheating & i'm not hit her, but she choose to ended everything we've been through for the past 4 years.. i feel like i don't have reason to live anymore

upvoted, liked.

I can't believe Stan gets three raps and Eminem only gets one!

You fvcked the video at the end. >:(

Me: Dear Unknown, I’ve been talking on the phone, I’m writing this to ask you if you’re ever comin home, I’ve been juggling my mindset, Trying to write powerful, Schedule still behind and I’m not even a flower tall, Are your favourite foods still chicken and cucumbers, let’s talk soon, DM me and I’ll happily swap numbers, I remember what you told me, but have I ever took your word, I’m after a nice bird, but in a trio I’m picked third. Why’d you never respond, I bet this message just another in the pile, You’re arriving here in style while I’ve just ran a thousand miles

Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro slim, te escrevi, mas você ainda não me respondeu Deixei o meu celular, meu beep e meu telefone de casa no fundo da carta Mandei duas cartas no outono, você não deve ter recebido Provavelmente foi um problema nos correios ou algo do tipo Às vezes escrevo os endereços muito relaxado Mas de qualquer maneira, dane-se cara como tá sua filha? Minha namorada também está grávida, vou ser pai Se eu tiver uma filha, adivinhe como vou chamá-la? Vou chamá-la de bonnie Eu li sobre seu tio ronnie também, sinto muito Tive um amigo que se matou porque uma vagabunda não o queria Sei que você provavelmente ouve isso todo dia, mas sou Seu maior fã Eu até tenho aquelas parada que você fez com skam Tenho um quarto cheio de seus posters e fotos mano Gosto do que você fez com o rawkus também aquilo foi louco De qualquer maneira, espero que você receba isso cara Me responda, só pra conversar Sinceramente, seu maior fã, o stan Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro slim, você ainda não ligou ou escreveu espero que tenha uma Chance Não estou bravo, só acho uma sacanagem você não Responder aos fãs Se você não queria falar comigo lá no seu show Você não precisava mas você podia ter assinado um autógrafo pro matthew Este é meu irmão caçula cara, ele tem apenas seis anos Esperamos você naquele frio maldito por quatro horas e Você simplesmente disse "não" Isso é muita mancada mano, você é a porra do ídolo dele Ele quer ser como você cara ele gosta mais de você do que eu Não estou tão bravo mesmo assim mas não gosto que Mintam para mim Lembra de quando nos conhecemos em denver você disse Que se eu te escrevesse Você me responderia veja, sou como você de certo modo Nunca conheci meu pai também Ele costumava trair e bater na minha mãe Posso me identificar com o que você diz nas suas músicas Então quando tenho um dia ruim eu relaxo e ponho elas Pra tocar Pois não tenho mais merda nenhuma e essa merda me ajuda Quando estou deprimido Até tenho uma tatto com seu nome no peito Algumas vezes até me corto para ver o quanto sangra É como adrenalina a dor é como uma briga imprevista para mim Olha, tudo que você diz é verdade e te respeito, pois Você diz a verdade Minha namorada tem ciúme pois falo de você o tempo todo Mas ela não te conhece como eu te conheço slim Ninguém te conhece como eu Ela não sabe como foi para pessoas como nós crescer Você tem que me responder serei o maior fã que você perderá Sinceramente, stan Obs: devíamos ficar juntos também Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro sr. sou-muito-bom-pra-ligar-ou-escrever-pros-meus-fãs Esse será o último pacote que eu mando pra você Já foram 6 meses e nenhum sinal. eu não mereço? Sei que você recebeu minhas duas últimas cartas Escrevi o endereço certo nelas Então essa é minha fita que estou te mandando Espero que você ouça ela Estou no carro agora. estou a 150km h na rodovia Ei slim, bebi uns copos de vodka, você duvida que eu dirija? Você conhece aquela música do phil collins "in the air of the night"? Sobre aquele cara que podia ter salvo aquele outro Cara de se afogar? Mas não fez isso. aí phil viu tudo, e num show ele o achou? O meu caso é parecido. você poderia ter me salvado pra Eu não me afogar Agora é muito tarde. estou muito longe agora, estou Sonolento Tudo que queria era apenas uma carta ou uma ligação Espero que saiba que rasguei todas sua fotos da parede Eu te amo slim, podíamos ter ficado juntos. pense nisso Você arruinou tudo agora. espero que você não consiga Dormir, e sonhe com isso E quando sonhar espero que não consiga dormir, e grite Espero que sua consciência te possua e você não Consiga respirar sem mim Tá vendo slim, [gritando] cala boca vagabunda! Estou tentando falar! Ei slim, essa é minha namorada gritando lá no porta malas Mas eu não cortei sua garganta, só a amarrei, vê, não Sou como você Pois se ela se sufocar, vai sofrer mais e então morrerá também Bom, tenho que ir, estou quase na ponte Merda, me esqueci, como vou mandar essa porra pra você? Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro stan, queria ter te escrito antes, mas estive ocupado Você disse que sua namorada tá grávida, quantos meses? Olha, estou muito orgulhoso que você chamaria sua Filha assim E aqui está um autógrafo para seu irmão Eu escrevi no boné da starter Sinto muito não ter te visto no show, não devo ter Esquecido de você Não pense que fiz isso por querer, para te chatear Mas que merda que você disse que você gosta de cortar Seus pulsos também? Eu falo essas merdas só zuando mano Como você pode fazer isso? Você tem alguns problemas stan, acho que você precisa De uns conselhos Para te ajudar quando você Estiver mal E que merda é essa sobre nós ficarmos juntos? Esse é o tipo de coisa que me faz não querer nos Conhecermos um ao outro Acho que você e sua namorada precisam um ao outro Ou talvez você só precisa tratá-la melhor Espero que leia essa carta Só espero que ela chegue a tempo antes que você se machuque Acho que você estará bem Se você relaxar um pouco, fico feliz por te inspirar Mas stan, por quê você está tão bravo? Tente entender, que te quero como fã Só não quero que você faça loucuras Vi uma dessas no noticiário alguns dias atrás que me Deixou mal Um cara estava bêbado e jogou o carro sobre uma ponte E tava com sua namorada no porta malas, e ela estava Grávida dele E no carro eles encontraram uma fita mas não disseram De quem era Pensando bem... o nome dele era... era você Droga!

is this music non copy right

I kuoma ka hung ziek a Nisienlakhawm, i mi la biek naw ran a Kan inhnuoi pindan Suongrila chun ka cell ka pager le ina ka phone chu ka maksan a Favang hun lai dei khan Lekhathawn vawihni ka hung thawn a Hieng ka lekhathawn hai hi i hmu naw khawm nieng a tih Dakinah buoina iemanih A um ani el rawi maw, annawleh Thildangah. Achangin inrang taka ka hang ziek in A address hai fiemkhur loin ka thai a Ieng po khawm nisienla, tuolai Iem i thaw hlak leh I naunu teh, a dam am Ka zawnsielnu khawm an rai veh a Pa ka hang chang ding an tah Naunuhmei ka nei ani chun A hming dingin iem ka sak i ring A hminga chun Bonnie sak ka tih. I pate Ronnie chanchin khawm ka lo tiem vein Pawi ka ti tahzet a nih. Ama hmu pei nawtu misuol thenkhat leia mani le mani a inthai Ruol pakhat hi ka nei a........... This is the translation of Stan verse 1 in my native language. This is what rhyming is all about!

im 11 and i can rap this like a pro @Cheyennefirework yea that's what he/she said I dont see a reason to even start about it

My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you For four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back See I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. we should be together too My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans" This will be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this 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 freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka You dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope 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' just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was, it was you Damn!

I love the pencil sound it's so funny it's like he is in he's room doing homework with music in the background XD

So good at this

Emma Noble just killed it!!!!!

I FUCKING KILLED IT!!!!!!! HAHAHA

I

the "damn" at the end rhymes with the unspoken "stan" His name was... (Stan)

Hey guys I made a track in tribute to eminem using this sickass eminem type beat. You can check it out on my channel or click the link below! ua-cam.com/video/uqEN0oFD6aQ/v-deo.html

Mgk is the real life stan!

I nailed that

[Dido:] My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad [2x] [Eminem as Stan:] Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't calling I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or something Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant, too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'mma call her? I'mma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie, too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Rawkus, too, that shit was phat Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back, Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan [Dido:] My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad [Eminem as Stan:] Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, For four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fucking idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you You would write back - see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither; He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan P.S. We should be together, too [Dido:] My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad [Eminem as Stan:] Dear Mister I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, This'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word. I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this 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 freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air Tonight" About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late. I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you, Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See, Slim,-shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk! Hey, Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk, But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up. See, I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die, too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out? [*car tires squeal, crash, loud splash*] [Dido:] My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad [Eminem:] Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I've just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists, too? I say that shit just clowning dogg, C'mon! How fucked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doing just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but, Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about it, his name was... it was you Damn!

rip grammar

1:38

Lol when i first heard the lyrics i thought it was japanese

Search artist, albums, and songs Home Charts Top new Updates Feedback Add new lyrics Lyrics→Hukbalahap→Buhay Ng Gangsta lyrics HUKBALAHAP - BUHAY NG GANGSTA LYRICS 5 meanings (Teku Pu) Pumasok ng gangsta sa edad ko 14 years old Tinanggap 30 second massacre mata'y blindfold Halos sumabog ang shoulder tiklop ko parang folder Hindi naman soldier, pero ang war is not over Akin burn ay forever nasa magkabilang daliri Mga tusok ng karayom marka ng mananatili Alam kong mali, pero buhay ko dito naging makulay Bala ang alay para saming mga kaaway Ang mawalay sa minamahal ako'y nakahanda na Matyempuhang Kalaban ang edad ihihinto na Pero teka muna, ito ba'y katotohanan Mabigat na katanungan ano bang pinaglalaban Ng dahil ba sa gang ang buhay mo'y isasakripisyo Kahit alam mong hahantungan kulungan o nitso Ang peligro at banta sa buhay namin ay likas Bawat luhang papatak bala ang katumbas [Chorus:] Gusto mo ba na sumama Saming mundo na madrama Na may halong lungkot at saya at may kaba Bala ang pang tubos sa sala ng iba Ang kaligtasan sa isat-isa inasa Yan ang buhay ng gangsta Yan ang Buhay ng gangsta Buhay ng gangsta (Braduzz) Lagi na lang umiinit ang aking ulo O para bang gustong pasukin ang lahat ng gulo Ang punlo lumalabas pag pumutok na ang baril Ang pagiging "G" sa kalsada yan ang aking papel Ako ay laging gigil kaya't minsan napapasabak Sa away ng iba kaya't heto't napapahamak Pero pag hinahamak umiiral na ang poot Kundi suntok may tutumba na lang sa isang putok Heto na ba ang sagot para masabi lang na "G" Hindi ko to pinili pero bakit nagsisi Ang tulad ko pano kung kunin Mo na ako, Sino na lang tititngin sa mga maiiwan ko? Kaya't nagsusumamo pakinggan aking dalangin Ang tamang daan ay ituro mo sa akin Ng akin pang Makita pag bukang liwayway At darating din ang oras kamay ko ng kumakaway [Chorus:] Gusto mo ba na sumama Saming mundo na madrama Na may halong lungkot at saya at may kaba Bala ang pang tubos sa sala ng iba Ang kaligtasan sa isat-isa inasa Yan ang buhay ng gangsta Yan ang Buhay ng gangsta Buhay ng gangsta (Sacred One:) Mula noong 1998 buhay ko dito na ginugol Dose anyos ang laro sa mga lespu magpahabol Naging kakaiba ang pananaw sa kaedaran Pinagarap na lahat ng gang ay mapang ibabawan Habang di na alintana ang mga tao'y lumipas Tumandang walang tinapos tila nagsayang ng oras May mga tropang nangulungan at ibang di na lumutang May mga nagbuwis ng buhay at naging pambayad utang Ngunit tinuloy ko parin ang laban hanggang makilala Ang pangalang O. G Sacred parang mayor ng manila Hinawakan ang corquera permanent at ugbo Tunay na ninong ng velasquez at roxas sa tundo Nakipagsabayan sa mga hamon, humantong man sa patayan At walang tigil na putukan ang ganti pag nalagasan Ngunit isang katanungan ang naglalaro sa isip ko Ito ba ang buhay na dapat manahin ng panganay ko. [Chorus:] Gusto mo ba na sumama Saming mundo na madrama Na may halong lungkot at saya at may kaba Bala ang pang tubos sa sala ng iba Ang kaligtasan sa isat-isa inasa Yan ang buhay ng gangsta Yan ang Buhay ng gangsta Buhay ng gangsta 2x 156,014 Sponsored Advertisement Sponsored Advertisement MORE ARTIST LYRICS All Hukbalahap Lyrics → HOT LYRICS Maroon 5 Three Little Birds Maroon 5 KIDS SEE GHOSTS Cudi Montage KIDS SEE GHOSTS Sugarland Babe Sugarland Rita Ora Girls Rita Ora James Arthur You Deserve Better James Arthur Future No Shame Future SONGMEANINGS Best Recent 5 meanings D +2 donpadzMar 29, 2009 at 3:42 am E lelouch1992. Kung tinitignan nga kung matapang magisa. Pano kung maduwag na?. Kaya may gang E. Para kung ano man ang mangyari, nandyan lng cla sa tabi mo. Aq nga khit mag pinaawayan kami ng tropa ko. Gang prin kami E. Kasi nagtutulong tulong kami. Di kami katulad mo. Pag naduwag na. Wala, di na makatakas. Kaya magisipisip ka. Kaya ngayon na. Naging sikat na yung tropa namin dahil sa kantang yan E. Pinagmamalaki ko yan sa bayan ko. D +2 Dogsta_GagstaDec 16, 2008 at 5:10 am Punta kayo dito samen, hanapin nyo Perpektos, laro tayo barilan! Ung sf, hanapin nyo leader namen, c perpektomaster. Pag nahanap nyo kame, hindi na kayo sisikatan ng araw. Uubusin namen lakas nyo, papachupa namen kayo. Yan ang buhay ng gagsta. Punta kayo dito sa Gen. Santos. Eto # ng bahay, #19 Cotabato Street, Gen. Santos City, grey na gate. Makalagpas ng Julie's bakeshop at bowling alley. Kung pupunta kayo d2, cguraduhin nyong handa kayo sa sf. Hihintayin namen kayo. -Action Star; Erap. W +1 warnak143Jun 3, 2009 at 6:51 am Alam nyo Mga gangsters sana mamatay n lng kayong lahat at wag na kayong mag pakita sa mundo. . Mga duwag lng ang sumasali sa gang" ako.? Tinganan mo buhay ko ngaun walang gang. Kahit saan makapunta ako sa kahit anung lugar. . Kc wala akung kasalanan. E kayo.? Pag may kalaban kayo tago kayo ng tago. Para kayong mga daga na nka kita ng pusa. Ahahahhahahahah,. Kaya itegil nyo na ang walang patutunguhang samahan na yan. Dahil baka balang araw yan pa ang papatay sayo tandaan nyo yan. Kung d2 lng kayong sa davao matagal na kayong na wala sa mundong ibabaw. Kc mga k2lad nyo pinapatay d2 ahahahahha. Kawawa naman. A 0 acelsMar 10, 2009 at 1:51 pm Hoi mga gangsters through out the world! I hope you will stop your bad doings. You're just going to ruin your bright future. There are still many people out there who cares for you. Ang pangit ng gang dahil nakakasira ng magandang kinabukasan ng mga kabataan. Sabi pa naman ni Jose Rizal, "Ang Kabataan Ang Pag-asa ng Mundo" pero mukhang malabo ng mangyari yon dahil sa gang. Pangit ang gang! L -2 lelouch1992Mar 15, 2009 at 3:38 am Mga gang kalokohan lang yan bakit di mo ba kaya tumayo sa sarili mong paa? Kailangan may kakampi ka lagi? Matapang lang naman yang mga yan pag may gang eh? Ang pag sali sa gang ay isang kabadingan. Matuto kaung tumayo sa sarili nyong paa at wag kaung sasali sa gang dahil wala kaung patutunguhan jan kalokohan lang ng mga bading yan jan makikita kung gano katapang ang isang tao kung walang gang parang aq di ako natatakot kasi di ka naman mapapahamak kung di ka masama. Write about your feelings and thoughts Know what this song is about? Does it mean anything special hidden between the lines to you? Share your meaning with community, make it interesting and valuable. Make sure you've read our simple tips. U Username Post meaning Min 50 words Not bad Good Awesome! 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My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, For four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back See I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans" This will be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this 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 freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka You dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you 'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray Put your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope 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' just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was, it was you Damn!

Terrible english

I wish I was as good as eminem but I did good

I have a big fat Stan following.

David bowie

why would you fucking censor the lyrics. Songs are censored when they are played on radio or on a pg13 broadcast. Not on fucking youtube

I killed it

Trying to read the lyrics in this video screwed up my timing. I had to just close my eyes and let it flow. I know this song without reading it.

stalker + fan = stan

i fucking love this song karaoke

I love this song!!

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My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. [1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background] [2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise] [Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't calling I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or something Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan [Chorus - Dido] [Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fucking idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither; he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be together too [Chorus - Dido] [Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this 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 freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air Tonight" about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out? [car tires squeal] [CRASH] .. [brief silence] .. [LOUD splash] [Chorus - Dido] [Eminem] Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I've just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clowning dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doing just fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about it, his name was... it was you Damn!

I don't know why but ever since I heard this song when I was like 10 or something it still bring tears to my eyes. Was one of those first ''wow a song with a story/message to it'' things and left quite a deep impression. I wasn't even really into music back then.

yeah i am getting sick i am tired of all this shit look at my feet you wanna get kicked ? bitch make a way i want to go straight high as me mate? ha no way gay kaka mantata xanonte anthropoi giati den kanoune ta dika tous ta koumanta twra poia exw synithisei apo dauta dixws empistosinh o misos plythismos poia exei kataliksei na ne arxidi meta stous mpatsous ftaiei kapoios pou arazei kai ton strivei ma auth den einai h lysh o typas edw thelei na hremisei mataia prospathei ta xei hdh ftysei , apomakrismenos apo ta niania vrethike xwmenos sta skata ala panta vriskei portoparathyra gia na xwthei na tn kanei kai autos san palikari-mikro paidi.

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