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Stan - Urban All Stars
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
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 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-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 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'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 b**ch
Who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday
But I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground sh*t that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the sh*t you did with Rawkus too that sh*t 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 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 F**KED 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 f**kin idol
He wants to be just like you
Man he likes you more than I do
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 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 a**
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
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 b**ch
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 sh*t I forgot
How am I supposed to send this sh*t out
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 have missed you
Don't think I did that sh*t intentionally
Just to diss you
And what's this sh*t you said about
You like to cut your wrist too
I say that sh*t just clownin' dawg
C'mon how f**ked up is you
You got some issues Stan
I think you need some counseling
To help your a** from bouncin' off the walls
When you get down some
And what's this sh*t about us mean to be together
That type of sh*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'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 sh*t
I seen this one sh*t 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