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    EMINEM STAN

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    تاريخ التسجيل : 15/06/2010
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    EMINEM STAN

    مُساهمة  therapper في الأربعاء يوليو 07, 2010 1:26 am

    Stan
    Eminem feat. Dido
    [Dido]
    My tears gone cold, I'm wondering' 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 wondering' 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 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 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 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 wondering' 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 fucked 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 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 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 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've got to 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 wondering' 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 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, 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, got to go, I'm almost at the bridge now
    Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

    [Dido]
    My tears gone cold, I'm wondering' 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 shit intentionally, just to diss you
    But what's the 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'd be doing' just fine
    If you'd relax a little
    I'm glad that 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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