Stan-Eminem
My tea's gone cold, wonderin why i got out of bed at all.
the morning rain clouds up my and i can't see at all.
And even if i could it'd all be with your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so
My tea's gone cold, I'm why i got out of bed at all.
the morning clouds up my window and i can't see at all.
And even if i could it'd all be grey. with your on my wall.
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad...
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn You not have got them
There probably was a problem at the post or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, what's been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a
If I have a guess what I'm-a call her? I'ma
name her Bonnie.
I read about your uncle too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch didn't want him.
I know you probably hear this but I'm your biggest fan.
I even got the underground shit that did with Scam.
I got room full of your posters and your pictures, man.
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that was phat.
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is
My tea's gone cold, wonderin why i got out of bed at all.
the morning rain clouds up my window and i see at all.
even if i could it'd all be grey. with your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's so bad, it's not so bad.
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or
I hope you have the
I ain't mad, I just think it's ed up you don't answer
If you didn't to talk to me outside the concert
you didn't have to, but you could have signed autograph
for Matthew.
That's my little brother, He's only 6 years old.
We waited the blistering cold for you for 4 hours
and you just said
That's pretty shitty man, you're like in' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more
than I do.
I ain't mad, though I just don't like bein' lied to.
Remember when we met in Denver? You if I write you
You would write back. See, just like you in a way.
I never knew father neither,
He used always cheat on my mom and beat her.
I can relate to what sayin' in your songs.
So when I have a shitty I drift away and put 'em on.
Cause I don't really got shit else, so shit helps
when I'm depressed.
I even got tattoo with your name across the chest.
Sometimes I even cut myself see how much it bleeds.
It's like adrenaline. The Pain is such a rush for me.
See, everything say is real, and I respect you
'cause you it.
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7.
But don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does.
She don't know what it like for people like us growing up.
You've gotta call me man. be the biggest fan
you'll ever lose.
yours, Stan. PS: We should be together too.
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin why i got out of at all.
the morning rain clouds up my window and i can't see all.
And even if i could it'd all be grey. with picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not so it's not so bad.
Dear Mr. I'm too good call or write my fans
be the last package I ever send your ass.
It's been six months and still no word. don't
deserve it.
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the
addresses 'em perfect.
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 freeway. hey slim i drank
a 5th a vodca dare me to drive? you know that song by collins in
air in the night about that guy who could've saved that other guy
from drowning but didn't and phil saw it all and at his show he
him thats kinda how this is you could've rescued me from
but its too late i'm on a downers now i'm drowsy and all i
wanted was a lousy letter or a call i hope you know i all your
pictures 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 about it.
when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it.
I hope your conscious eats at you you can't breathe without me.
See {screaming} shut up bitch, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in trunk.
But I slit her throat,
I just tied her up, see I ain't like
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer
then she'll too.
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge
Oh shit, I forgot, how am supposed to send this shit out?
My gone cold, I'm wonderin why i got out of bed at all.
the morning rain clouds up my window and i can't at all.
And even i could it'd all be grey. with your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not bad, it's not so bad.
Dear Stan, I meant write you sooner, but I've just been busy.
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, far along is she?
Look, I'm really you'd call your daughter that.
And here's an autograph for your brother: I it
the Starter cap.
I'm sorry didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you.
Don't think I did that shit intentionally, to diss you.
but what's this shit you said about
like to cut your wrists
I say that just clownin' dog,
c'mon, ed up is you?
You got issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' the
walls when get down some.
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit'll make me not want to meet each other.
I really think you and girlfriend need each other.
Or maybe you just need to treat better.
hope you get to read this letter.
I just hope it reaches you time.
Before you hurt yourself, think that you'd be doin'
just fine
If you'd relax a little. I'm that I inspire you, but Stan
Why you so mad? Try to understand that I do want
you a fan.
just don't want you to do some crazy shit.
I seen this shit on the news a couple weeks ago
that made sick.
Some dude was drunk and drove his over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in trunk and she was
pregnant his kid
And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say
it was to
Come think about it...his name was...it was you.
Damn.