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!
In the original Eminem's version, the screaming was improvised by me SHADI G Stawro Girgis. but the tears were real because at the time at the Ferrigno music Studio I was having flashbacks of my late best friend. Who was killed in front of me by a terrorist in 1994 in Sudan my friend was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. _--"']}A{['"-_ Rest In Paradise:'0( +
Stan Remix I’m fighting in my feelings im down on my knees, supposed to be picture perfect, im supposed to be the beast, the best, I know I don’t deserve it, I’m fighting for your love only feel it when I bleed, the mind is whole, the heart is broke, I’m picking up the peace’s, with a broken arm, on 1 leg I can’t see em gosh it’s hard to breathe, pushing forward doing the impossible is always next for me,sister homeless I can’t focus, can’t control my sleep working like like dog I’m barking up the tree ask for money couple smokes and Ou! Can I have the keys? Take the drive to clear my mind put the voices to peace bad or helpful driven me nuts I can’t hear me breathe maybe it’s the volume maybe it’s my seat maybe flip heat on maybe hit this tree, blindly follow the light wake on up, it was all a dream, this can’t be I just smoked, close my eyes it’s all back, I’m relaxed, I’m released this feels real to me I’m going to my roots I’m using a paper and pen if the world had to end, wipe all out the trees I’d still keep the pen contains more words all my sins all my thoughts all my prayers it was there it kept writing showed no fear, showed ambition when I can’t, it took care, of me when, no one cared, the puppet master has silence me,moves my mouth and legs, everything inside of me it has died, how do I believe a man that only brings pain inside my chest, the family creaste, the family name, the words of my dismay, he was meant to take away, took my friends took my faith, take his place, on this cross I lay, sit, contemplate I feel the spike I embrace (swoosh) I feel it pouring I feel the coldness I’m feeling all my veins I’m laughing about how right I was as it took a solid state, coagulated, warm my body’s not okay my blood is thining out I’m picking up the pace I’m on the last stretch I’ll win the race I think cross the checker line, YES I WON THE… wait that was kinda short it felt kinda faked I look up at the bored I’m now in second place, the brightness begins to fade now I’m starting to hear the cry’s as they close my case, now you can close the gate, I’ve made the impact, I hope I earned a place
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 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'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 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 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 (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 the 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!
Dear, waiter I love this restaurant I guess there's not Napkins I ain't mad captain But this is sad Kevin How could you let that happen I came here everyday Anyways Steven U guys have no napkins so I'm leaving
Is there any way you could produce an instrumental remake of "Under The Influence", also be Eminem? I can't find any good ones, and this remake of Stan is on point.
[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'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 [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'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 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'd 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 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 [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'd 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 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 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 am 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'd 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's just clowning , dawg 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
You see right through Oh, you had me pegged the first time You can see the truth But it's easier to justify What's bad is good And I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy (Follow me, I ruh-uh-un; follow me, I ruh-uh-un) I just hate to be the bad guy (Follow me, I ruh-uh-un; follow me, I ruh-uh-un) I've been driving around your side of this town Like 9 frickin' hours and 45 minutes now Finally I found your new address, park in your drive Feel like I've been waiting on this moment all of my life And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house See, it's sad it came to this point Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya But I ain't here for your empathy, I don't need your apology Or your friendship or sympathy, it's revenge that I seek So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window Like I reach my full potential-I peeked Continue to peep, still bent low Then keep tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this You don't plan for intruders beforehand? Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue? Gag, chloroform rag, dag almost hack-up a lung Like you picked an axe up and swung Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh? Now who's a faggot, you punk? And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back 'cause they suck It's just me, you and the music now, Slim I hope you hear it we're in a car right now Wait, here comes my favorite lyric I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP Just to try to get people to buy How's this for publicity stunt? This should be fun Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done Eminem killed by M and M Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it Since you're in love with your city so much I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right here Two more exits, time is quite near Hope we don't get stopped, no license I fear That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea As cops appear in my driver's side mirror (Oh God, police! Ah!) Hope Foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial plot at least New plan Stan Slim, "Chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln Town Car!" Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, oh, hope you can swim good! Now say you hate homos again!
Моя игра за эти годы стала супер игрой. Проходя за уровнем уровень, стал собой супергерой. Ростов-он-Дон, многорайонный Армагеддон, Я далеко, но мы под одним небом с тобой мой район. Солнце спит за облаками - бледно-жёлтое пятно. Мы играем в «Битлов», делаем музло. Когда-то давно, на беспонтовом компе мы сделали то, Что другим не удалось на "Abbey Road" в Лондоне. Конечно, было бы круче с кучей бабла, Но счастливый случай заставил нас все начать с нуля. Немного труда, вернее много труда. Бог даст, брат, будет хлеб и вода. Увы, мои стихи не пишет старина Берилл, И с клира их народу не прочтет Патриарх Кирилл. И Саша Пушкин, в поэзии - мерило из мерил, Не сможет оценить мой слог, real или не real. Покажи им сестра! Читать на сайте: text-lyrics.ru/b1/basta/8465-basta-i-polina-gagarina-stan-eminem-cover-golos-text-pesni.html
Problema ay kayang lagpasan Sa positive na daan Mamulat ka o akin kaibigan Na walang kasakiman At kahit ano pa kahirapan Ang diyos laging nandyan Tumawag ka Ikay dinig na nya Hindi ka iiwan ako namulat sa mga sulat at kay h
Yo bro I wanna do thisbfor a black box freestyle on the RU-vid channel black box.. Can I use this ? Your get credit for it ! I don't get copy Wright will I.
Ντουμάνι πίνω στο χωριό μου, Σαν να μουν δεκαωχτο, Να παίρνω τηλ μπαμ τον Τάκιτο Να πάμε στο κοντό Και πες μου πως το ανεβαίναμε εκείνο το βουνό , Είχα πίστη πως εσύ και γω Είχα πίστη στο σκοπό, Μες το δωματιο ο πιο high Μα να τα ανάβουνε, Μα τιποτα δεν μου κολλάει, Νιωσε με ξαι κράτα με Και οσντα θα χω ενα λογο να αντιλεγω σε οτι πεις Ισως φταιςι οου το οτι εχουμε ειμαστε μονο εμεις
Stan" (feat. Dido) [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'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 [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'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 [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'd 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 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 [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'd 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 could've 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 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 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? [*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'd 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 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's just clowning , dawg 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! Thanks to Bondsy, maDDays, Czarina D, Amber for correcting these lyrics. Escucha "Stan" en Amazon Music Unlimited (ad) "Stan" was released on November 21, 2000 as the 3rd single from Eminem's 3rd album "The Marshall Mathers LP" (2000). The song samples "Thank You" by an English singer Dido. The song tells the story of a fan named Stan obsessed with Eminem. The character grows angrier as each of his letters to the rapper go unanswered, eventually leading him to drive his car off a bridge with his pregnant girlfriend in the trunk. Eminem responds in the final verse, only to realize that he'd recently seen Stan's tragic story on the local news. The name Stan has given rise to a slang term which refers to maniacal and overly obsessed fans of a celebrity or personality and has been included in the Oxford English Dictionary. In the music video Dido plays Stan's girlfriend. In 2011 Dido named her newborn son Stanley and told reporters it just happened to have always been her favourite name. "Stan" has been listed by many as one of the greatest hip-hop songs of all time and perhaps it's Eminem's most critically acclaimed song, after "Lose Yourself". AZLyrics E Eminem Lyrics album: "The Marshall Mathers LP" (2000) Eminem - The Marshall Mathers LP album cover Public Service Announcement 2000 (Skit) Kill You Stan Paul (Skit) Who Knew Steve Berman (Skit) The Way I Am
My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all And even if I could, it would all be great To put your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all And even if I could, it would all be great To 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 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 There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, f***k 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 s***t that you did with Scam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the s***t you did with Ruckus too, that s***t 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 tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all And even if I could, it would all be great To 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 f***ked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to but you could have 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 ya just said no That's pretty s***tty man, you're like his f***king 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 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 s***tty day, I drift away and put 'em on Cause I don't really got s***t else So that s***t 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 [Dido] My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all And even if I could, it would all be great To put 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 a*s 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 ca*sette 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, ya dare me to drive? " You know that 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 o' your pictures off the wall I love 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 try-na 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 s***t, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this s***t out? [Dido] My tears gone cold, I'm wonderin' why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all And even if I could, it would all be great To 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'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 a Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you Don't think I did that s***t intentionally, just to diss you But what's the s***t you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that s***t just clownin' dawg, come on, how f***ked up is you? You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin' To help your a*s from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some And what's this s***t about us meant to be together? That type of s***t'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'd be doin' just fine
If you relax a little but stan why you so mad just try to understand that i do want you as a fan i just don't want you do some crazy shit i saw this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago it made me sick some guy was drunk and drove his car over a bridge with his girlfriend in the trunk she was pregnant with his kid in the car they found a tape it didn't say who it was too come to think about his name was it was you Damn
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Mérito cracia e o caralho Os pobres são sempre carta fora do baralho Seria engraçado se não fosse trágico Enquanto isso, ascendo mais um baseado E tento esquecer, ao mesmo tempo querendo sofrer por querer
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