Stan (A Tribute To Eminem)

Stan(A Tribute To Eminem) - United State Of Hip Hop

My teas gone cold Im wondering why I

Got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds up my window

And I cant see at all

And even if I could itll all be gray

But your picture on my wall

It reminds me that its not so bad

Its not so bad

My teas gone cold Im wondering why I

Got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds up my window

And I cant see at all

And even if I could itll all be gray

But your picture on my wall

It reminds me that its not so bad

Its not so bad

Dear Slim I wrote but you still aint 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 whats been up

Man hows your daughter

My girlfriends pregnant too

Im bout to be a father

If I have a daughter

Guess what Ima call her

Ima name her Bonnie

I read about your Uncle Ronnie too Im sorry

I had a friend kill himself over

Some b**ch who didnt want him

I know you probably hear this everyday

But Im 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 teas gone cold Im wondering why I

Got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds up my window

And I cant see at all

And even if I could itll all be gray

But your picture on my wall

It reminds me that its not so bad

Its not so bad

Dear Slim you still aint called or wrote

I hope you have a chance

I aint mad I just think its f**ked up

You dont answer fans

If you didnt wanna talk to me

Outside your concert

You didnt have to but you coulda signed

An autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother man

Hes only six years old

We waited in the blistering cold for you

Four hours and you just said no

That's pretty shitty man youre 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 girlfriends jealous

Cause I talk about you 24/7

But she dont know you like

I know you Slim no one does

She dont know what it was like for people

Like us growin up

You gotta call me man

Ill be the biggest fan youll ever lose

Sincerely yours stan PS

We should be together too

Dear mister I'm too good to call

Or write my fans

Thisll be the last package

I ever send your a**

Its 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 Im sending you

I hope you hear it

I'm in the car right now

I'm doing 90 on the freeway

I love you Slim we coulda been together

Think about it

You ruined it now

I hope you cant sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream I hope you cant sleep

And you scream about it

I hope your conscience eats at you

And you cant breathe without me

See slim shut up b**ch Im tryin to talk

Hey Slim

Thats my girlfriend screamin in the trunk

But I didnt slit her throat I just tied her up

See I ain't like you

Cause if she suffocates shell suffer more

And then shell die too

Well gotta go I'm almost at the bridge now

Oh sh*t I forgot

Howm I supposed to send this sh*t out

Dear Stan I meant to write you sooner

But I just been busy

You said your girlfriends pregnant now

How far along is she

Look Im really flattered you would

Call your daughter that

And heres an autograph for your brother

I wrote it on the Starter cap

I'm sorry I didnt see you at the show

I musta missed you

Don't think

I did that sh*t intentionally just to diss you

But whats this sh*t you said about you like to

Cut your wrists too

I say that sh*t just clownin dogg

Come on how f**ked up is you

You got some issues Stan

I think you need some counseling

To help your a** from bouncing off the walls

When you get down some

And whats this sh*t about us meant to be together

That type of shitll 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 youll be doin just fine

If you relax a little

Im glad I inspire you but Stan

Why are you so mad Try to understand

That I do want you as a fan

I just dont 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 they didnt say who it was to

Come to think about his name was it was you

Damn