I don't know why but ever since I heard this song when I was like 10 or something it still bring tears to my eyes. Was one of those first ''wow a song with a story/message to it'' things and left quite a deep impression. I wasn't even really into music back then.
You should listen to Seasons in the Sun by Terry Jacks. Its old but it is told from the perspective of a dying man who is saying goodbye to everyone he loves. Its a really happy sounding song until you consider the lyrics.
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 grey, 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 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'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 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, 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 the 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 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 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, you dare me to drive You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air of the Night" About that guy who could've 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'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 tryna 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, 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 a 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 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'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!
Me: Dear Unknown, I’ve been talking on the phone, I’m writing this to ask you if you’re ever comin home, I’ve been juggling my mindset, Trying to write powerful, Schedule still behind and I’m not even a flower tall, Are your favourite foods still chicken and cucumbers, let’s talk soon, DM me and I’ll happily swap numbers, I remember what you told me, but have I ever took your word, I’m after a nice bird, but in a trio I’m picked third. Why’d you never respond, I bet this message just another in the pile, You’re arriving here in style while I’ve just ran a thousand miles
[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'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad [2x] [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-a 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'll 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 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 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'll 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 1000 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 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'm 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'll 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 just clowning dogg, 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!
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'm a 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!
Dear slim, im still alive if you can see this, i didnt fit the vodka, nor did i die, but now im trying to re live my life, in a new lie/ really probably you wont even care, i mean i left my babe to die with no air, in my mind im visually impaired/ i now live in the honalulu bay, which really seems crazy, i mean i live on the streets and im lazy and cops always chase me/ im a thief now and i steal gems for money, its sounds kinda funny, if you ask me, for pawn stores im like the easter bunny.
hey it is great but there is a mistake in the lyrics (But she don't know you (how) I know you Slim) it is *****But she don't know you **like** I know you Slim***** but anyways thanks it helped :)
this song related to me, i'm too addicted to my girlfriend, i gave her everything i got, even if there's a way to give my soul to her, i'll give her, i love her so much more than i love myself, we talk about marriage, name of our kids, our own house, but then she left me with a reason that i think i can fix it, a reason that we can discuss it, we can talk about it, cz i'm not cheating & i'm not hit her, but she choose to ended everything we've been through for the past 4 years.. i feel like i don't have reason to live anymore
Maybe a year too late to reply but maybe you will see it. The moment you love a woman more than yourself is the moment she leaves you. Girls just want to have fun and join your life and everything excited about it. Once you make her your life there’s nothing left
I kuoma ka hung ziek a Nisienlakhawm, i mi la biek naw ran a Kan inhnuoi pindan Suongrila chun ka cell ka pager le ina ka phone chu ka maksan a Favang hun lai dei khan Lekhathawn vawihni ka hung thawn a Hieng ka lekhathawn hai hi i hmu naw khawm nieng a tih Dakinah buoina iemanih A um ani el rawi maw, annawleh Thildangah. Achangin inrang taka ka hang ziek in A address hai fiemkhur loin ka thai a Ieng po khawm nisienla, tuolai Iem i thaw hlak leh I naunu teh, a dam am Ka zawnsielnu khawm an rai veh a Pa ka hang chang ding an tah Naunuhmei ka nei ani chun A hming dingin iem ka sak i ring A hminga chun Bonnie sak ka tih. I pate Ronnie chanchin khawm ka lo tiem vein Pawi ka ti tahzet a nih. Ama hmu pei nawtu misuol thenkhat leia mani le mani a inthai Ruol pakhat hi ka nei a........... This is the translation of Stan verse 1 in my native language. This is what rhyming is all about!
yeah i am getting sick i am tired of all this shit look at my feet you wanna get kicked ? bitch make a way i want to go straight high as me mate? ha no way gay kaka mantata xanonte anthropoi giati den kanoune ta dika tous ta koumanta twra poia exw synithisei apo dauta dixws empistosinh o misos plythismos poia exei kataliksei na ne arxidi meta stous mpatsous ftaiei kapoios pou arazei kai ton strivei ma auth den einai h lysh o typas edw thelei na hremisei mataia prospathei ta xei hdh ftysei , apomakrismenos apo ta niania vrethike xwmenos sta skata ala panta vriskei portoparathyra gia na xwthei na tn kanei kai autos san palikari-mikro paidi.
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro slim, te escrevi, mas você ainda não me respondeu Deixei o meu celular, meu beep e meu telefone de casa no fundo da carta Mandei duas cartas no outono, você não deve ter recebido Provavelmente foi um problema nos correios ou algo do tipo Às vezes escrevo os endereços muito relaxado Mas de qualquer maneira, dane-se cara como tá sua filha? Minha namorada também está grávida, vou ser pai Se eu tiver uma filha, adivinhe como vou chamá-la? Vou chamá-la de bonnie Eu li sobre seu tio ronnie também, sinto muito Tive um amigo que se matou porque uma vagabunda não o queria Sei que você provavelmente ouve isso todo dia, mas sou Seu maior fã Eu até tenho aquelas parada que você fez com skam Tenho um quarto cheio de seus posters e fotos mano Gosto do que você fez com o rawkus também aquilo foi louco De qualquer maneira, espero que você receba isso cara Me responda, só pra conversar Sinceramente, seu maior fã, o stan Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro slim, você ainda não ligou ou escreveu espero que tenha uma Chance Não estou bravo, só acho uma sacanagem você não Responder aos fãs Se você não queria falar comigo lá no seu show Você não precisava mas você podia ter assinado um autógrafo pro matthew Este é meu irmão caçula cara, ele tem apenas seis anos Esperamos você naquele frio maldito por quatro horas e Você simplesmente disse "não" Isso é muita mancada mano, você é a porra do ídolo dele Ele quer ser como você cara ele gosta mais de você do que eu Não estou tão bravo mesmo assim mas não gosto que Mintam para mim Lembra de quando nos conhecemos em denver você disse Que se eu te escrevesse Você me responderia veja, sou como você de certo modo Nunca conheci meu pai também Ele costumava trair e bater na minha mãe Posso me identificar com o que você diz nas suas músicas Então quando tenho um dia ruim eu relaxo e ponho elas Pra tocar Pois não tenho mais merda nenhuma e essa merda me ajuda Quando estou deprimido Até tenho uma tatto com seu nome no peito Algumas vezes até me corto para ver o quanto sangra É como adrenalina a dor é como uma briga imprevista para mim Olha, tudo que você diz é verdade e te respeito, pois Você diz a verdade Minha namorada tem ciúme pois falo de você o tempo todo Mas ela não te conhece como eu te conheço slim Ninguém te conhece como eu Ela não sabe como foi para pessoas como nós crescer Você tem que me responder serei o maior fã que você perderá Sinceramente, stan Obs: devíamos ficar juntos também Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro sr. sou-muito-bom-pra-ligar-ou-escrever-pros-meus-fãs Esse será o último pacote que eu mando pra você Já foram 6 meses e nenhum sinal. eu não mereço? Sei que você recebeu minhas duas últimas cartas Escrevi o endereço certo nelas Então essa é minha fita que estou te mandando Espero que você ouça ela Estou no carro agora. estou a 150km h na rodovia Ei slim, bebi uns copos de vodka, você duvida que eu dirija? Você conhece aquela música do phil collins "in the air of the night"? Sobre aquele cara que podia ter salvo aquele outro Cara de se afogar? Mas não fez isso. aí phil viu tudo, e num show ele o achou? O meu caso é parecido. você poderia ter me salvado pra Eu não me afogar Agora é muito tarde. estou muito longe agora, estou Sonolento Tudo que queria era apenas uma carta ou uma ligação Espero que saiba que rasguei todas sua fotos da parede Eu te amo slim, podíamos ter ficado juntos. pense nisso Você arruinou tudo agora. espero que você não consiga Dormir, e sonhe com isso E quando sonhar espero que não consiga dormir, e grite Espero que sua consciência te possua e você não Consiga respirar sem mim Tá vendo slim, [gritando] cala boca vagabunda! Estou tentando falar! Ei slim, essa é minha namorada gritando lá no porta malas Mas eu não cortei sua garganta, só a amarrei, vê, não Sou como você Pois se ela se sufocar, vai sofrer mais e então morrerá também Bom, tenho que ir, estou quase na ponte Merda, me esqueci, como vou mandar essa porra pra você? Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque Saí da cama mesmo A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não Consigo ver nada E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza Mas sua foto na minha parede Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim Caro stan, queria ter te escrito antes, mas estive ocupado Você disse que sua namorada tá grávida, quantos meses? Olha, estou muito orgulhoso que você chamaria sua Filha assim E aqui está um autógrafo para seu irmão Eu escrevi no boné da starter Sinto muito não ter te visto no show, não devo ter Esquecido de você Não pense que fiz isso por querer, para te chatear Mas que merda que você disse que você gosta de cortar Seus pulsos também? Eu falo essas merdas só zuando mano Como você pode fazer isso? Você tem alguns problemas stan, acho que você precisa De uns conselhos Para te ajudar quando você Estiver mal E que merda é essa sobre nós ficarmos juntos? Esse é o tipo de coisa que me faz não querer nos Conhecermos um ao outro Acho que você e sua namorada precisam um ao outro Ou talvez você só precisa tratá-la melhor Espero que leia essa carta Só espero que ela chegue a tempo antes que você se machuque Acho que você estará bem Se você relaxar um pouco, fico feliz por te inspirar Mas stan, por quê você está tão bravo? Tente entender, que te quero como fã Só não quero que você faça loucuras Vi uma dessas no noticiário alguns dias atrás que me Deixou mal Um cara estava bêbado e jogou o carro sobre uma ponte E tava com sua namorada no porta malas, e ela estava Grávida dele E no carro eles encontraram uma fita mas não disseram De quem era Pensando bem... o nome dele era... era você Droga!
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I don't know why but ever since I heard this song when I was like 10 or something it still bring tears to my eyes. Was one of those first ''wow a song with a story/message to it'' things and left quite a deep impression. I wasn't even really into music back then.
You should listen to Seasons in the Sun by Terry Jacks. Its old but it is told from the perspective of a dying man who is saying goodbye to everyone he loves. Its a really happy sounding song until you consider the lyrics.
stalker + fan = stan
LOLXD
@TokyoDjPaint you know stan is a fictional character lmao, and hes a woman abuser
bro you trippin
@TokyoDjPaint In the song "Bad Guy", Eminem says the character of Stan is symbolic of not knowing what you have until it's gone.
Stole
I can't believe Stan gets three raps and Eminem only gets one!
Trying to read the lyrics in this video screwed up my timing. I had to just close my eyes and let it flow. I know this song without reading it.
Same
Okay so why did you go to the karaoke version bruh
bro just admit its harder when u cant rap along with him
@@bdevlinmilsim it is and it messes with my head. Lol
i knew it too but 20 years later I forgot a lot
I killed it
Know most of the words but messed up on 3rd and 4th verse 1st and 2nd verse nailed it
Just like how Stan killed himself, his girlfriend and his kid.
@@xenopizza10509 damn bro
I love this song!!
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 grey, 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 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'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
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, 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 the 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
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 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, you dare me to drive
You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could've 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'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 tryna 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, 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 a 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 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'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!
the "damn" at the end rhymes with the unspoken "stan" His name was... (Stan)
Rap is still pretty tough for me :( i can't keep up the Pace but i'll keep trying
thank you ive been wanting this so bad 143
English is not my native language... but I must say that the pace is slow enough here
Me:
Dear Unknown, I’ve been talking on the phone, I’m writing this to ask you if you’re ever comin home,
I’ve been juggling my mindset,
Trying to write powerful,
Schedule still behind and I’m not even a flower tall,
Are your favourite foods still chicken and cucumbers, let’s talk soon, DM me and I’ll happily swap numbers,
I remember what you told me, but have I ever took your word, I’m after a nice bird, but in a trio I’m picked third.
Why’d you never respond, I bet this message just another in the pile,
You’re arriving here in style while I’ve just ran a thousand miles
this is so coool man, i hope you kept writing it
upvoted, liked.
I love the pencil sound it's so funny it's like he is in he's room doing homework with music in the background XD
I'm the 600 person to like
This lyrics is wrong....
Like your grammar
yeah, like your grammar
XD dat grammar tho
So is your grammar
Wow 5 years ago 4 years ago 3 years ago 2 years ago 1 year ago
eminem goated
I nailed that
[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'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
[2x]
[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-a 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'll 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 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 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'll 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 1000 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 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'm 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'll 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 just clowning dogg,
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!
why would you fucking censor the lyrics. Songs are censored when they are played on radio or on a pg13 broadcast. Not on fucking youtube
thanks man
@Cheyennefirework yea that's what he/she said
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'm a 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!
i fucking love this song karaoke
perfect0.0
Hace 8 años, Increíble
Emma Noble just killed it!!!!!
You spelled Eminem wrong........lmfao.
Emma noble 💀
Dear slim, im still alive if you can see this, i didnt fit the vodka, nor did i die, but now im trying to re live my life, in a new lie/ really probably you wont even care, i mean i left my babe to die with no air, in my mind im visually impaired/ i now live in the honalulu bay, which really seems crazy, i mean i live on the streets and im lazy and cops always chase me/ im a thief now and i steal gems for money, its sounds kinda funny, if you ask me, for pawn stores im like the easter bunny.
yeah so wonderfull
hey it is great but there is a mistake in the lyrics (But she don't know you (how) I know you Slim) it is *****But she don't know you **like** I know you Slim***** but anyways thanks it helped :)
hell yeah! :p
Why is Dido's part still there? I wanted to sing
That's like majority of this cover for me xd
Then download Dido "Thank You" Karaoke and sing it. It is a sample from her song anyway.
I have a big fat Stan following.
im 11 and i can rap this like a pro
@Aydan Longie damn a comment 8 years ago. Lol
You're getting old buddy!
You 21 now huh
22 now damn
Hey you older than me😮
@rottweilers523 no one can rap it like eminem dear :))
evergreen
is this music non copy right
nice
why not?
I wish I was as good as eminem but I did good
harddd to rap
This is a cover of the song STAN by me....plzz hit lyk if you like me wrk
I FUCKING KILLED IT!!!!!!! HAHAHA
this song related to me, i'm too addicted to my girlfriend, i gave her everything i got, even if there's a way to give my soul to her, i'll give her, i love her so much more than i love myself, we talk about marriage, name of our kids, our own house, but then she left me with a reason that i think i can fix it, a reason that we can discuss it, we can talk about it, cz i'm not cheating & i'm not hit her, but she choose to ended everything we've been through for the past 4 years..
i feel like i don't have reason to live anymore
Maybe a year too late to reply but maybe you will see it. The moment you love a woman more than yourself is the moment she leaves you. Girls just want to have fun and join your life and everything excited about it. Once you make her your life there’s nothing left
you just said it
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HUKBALAHAP - BUHAY NG GANGSTA LYRICS
5 meanings
(Teku Pu)
Pumasok ng gangsta sa edad ko 14 years old
Tinanggap 30 second massacre mata'y blindfold
Halos sumabog ang shoulder tiklop ko parang folder
Hindi naman soldier, pero ang war is not over
Akin burn ay forever nasa magkabilang daliri
Mga tusok ng karayom marka ng mananatili
Alam kong mali, pero buhay ko dito naging makulay
Bala ang alay para saming mga kaaway
Ang mawalay sa minamahal ako'y nakahanda na
Matyempuhang Kalaban ang edad ihihinto na
Pero teka muna, ito ba'y katotohanan
Mabigat na katanungan ano bang pinaglalaban
Ng dahil ba sa gang ang buhay mo'y isasakripisyo
Kahit alam mong hahantungan kulungan o nitso
Ang peligro at banta sa buhay namin ay likas
Bawat luhang papatak bala ang katumbas
[Chorus:]
Gusto mo ba na sumama
Saming mundo na madrama
Na may halong lungkot at saya at may kaba
Bala ang pang tubos sa sala ng iba
Ang kaligtasan sa isat-isa inasa
Yan ang buhay ng gangsta
Yan ang Buhay ng gangsta
Buhay ng gangsta
(Braduzz)
Lagi na lang umiinit ang aking ulo
O para bang gustong pasukin ang lahat ng gulo
Ang punlo lumalabas pag pumutok na ang baril
Ang pagiging "G" sa kalsada yan ang aking papel
Ako ay laging gigil kaya't minsan napapasabak
Sa away ng iba kaya't heto't napapahamak
Pero pag hinahamak umiiral na ang poot
Kundi suntok may tutumba na lang sa isang putok
Heto na ba ang sagot para masabi lang na "G"
Hindi ko to pinili pero bakit nagsisi
Ang tulad ko pano kung kunin Mo na ako,
Sino na lang tititngin sa mga maiiwan ko?
Kaya't nagsusumamo pakinggan aking dalangin
Ang tamang daan ay ituro mo sa akin
Ng akin pang Makita pag bukang liwayway
At darating din ang oras kamay ko ng kumakaway
[Chorus:]
Gusto mo ba na sumama
Saming mundo na madrama
Na may halong lungkot at saya at may kaba
Bala ang pang tubos sa sala ng iba
Ang kaligtasan sa isat-isa inasa
Yan ang buhay ng gangsta
Yan ang Buhay ng gangsta
Buhay ng gangsta
(Sacred One:)
Mula noong 1998 buhay ko dito na ginugol
Dose anyos ang laro sa mga lespu magpahabol
Naging kakaiba ang pananaw sa kaedaran
Pinagarap na lahat ng gang ay mapang ibabawan
Habang di na alintana ang mga tao'y lumipas
Tumandang walang tinapos tila nagsayang ng oras
May mga tropang nangulungan at ibang di na lumutang
May mga nagbuwis ng buhay at naging pambayad utang
Ngunit tinuloy ko parin ang laban hanggang makilala
Ang pangalang O. G Sacred parang mayor ng manila
Hinawakan ang corquera permanent at ugbo
Tunay na ninong ng velasquez at roxas sa tundo
Nakipagsabayan sa mga hamon, humantong man sa patayan
At walang tigil na putukan ang ganti pag nalagasan
Ngunit isang katanungan ang naglalaro sa isip ko
Ito ba ang buhay na dapat manahin ng panganay ko.
[Chorus:]
Gusto mo ba na sumama
Saming mundo na madrama
Na may halong lungkot at saya at may kaba
Bala ang pang tubos sa sala ng iba
Ang kaligtasan sa isat-isa inasa
Yan ang buhay ng gangsta
Yan ang Buhay ng gangsta
Buhay ng gangsta
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donpadzMar 29, 2009 at 3:42 am
E lelouch1992. Kung tinitignan nga kung matapang magisa. Pano kung maduwag na?. Kaya may gang E. Para kung ano man ang mangyari, nandyan lng cla sa tabi mo. Aq nga khit mag pinaawayan kami ng tropa ko. Gang prin kami E. Kasi nagtutulong tulong kami. Di kami katulad mo. Pag naduwag na. Wala, di na makatakas. Kaya magisipisip ka. Kaya ngayon na. Naging sikat na yung tropa namin dahil sa kantang yan E. Pinagmamalaki ko yan sa bayan ko.
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Dogsta_GagstaDec 16, 2008 at 5:10 am
Punta kayo dito samen, hanapin nyo Perpektos, laro tayo barilan! Ung sf, hanapin nyo leader namen, c perpektomaster. Pag nahanap nyo kame, hindi na kayo sisikatan ng araw. Uubusin namen lakas nyo, papachupa namen kayo. Yan ang buhay ng gagsta. Punta kayo dito sa Gen. Santos. Eto # ng bahay, #19 Cotabato Street, Gen. Santos City, grey na gate. Makalagpas ng Julie's bakeshop at bowling alley. Kung pupunta kayo d2, cguraduhin nyong handa kayo sa sf. Hihintayin namen kayo. -Action Star; Erap.
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warnak143Jun 3, 2009 at 6:51 am
Alam nyo Mga gangsters sana mamatay n lng kayong lahat at wag na kayong mag pakita sa mundo. . Mga duwag lng ang sumasali sa gang" ako.? Tinganan mo buhay ko ngaun walang gang.
Kahit saan makapunta ako sa kahit anung lugar. .
Kc wala akung kasalanan. E kayo.? Pag may kalaban kayo tago kayo ng tago. Para kayong mga daga na nka kita ng pusa. Ahahahhahahahah,. Kaya itegil nyo na ang walang patutunguhang samahan na yan. Dahil baka balang araw yan pa ang papatay sayo tandaan nyo yan. Kung d2 lng kayong sa davao matagal na kayong na wala sa mundong ibabaw. Kc mga k2lad nyo pinapatay d2 ahahahahha. Kawawa naman.
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acelsMar 10, 2009 at 1:51 pm
Hoi mga gangsters through out the world! I hope you will stop your bad doings. You're just going to ruin your bright future. There are still many people out there who cares for you. Ang pangit ng gang dahil nakakasira ng magandang kinabukasan ng mga kabataan. Sabi pa naman ni Jose Rizal, "Ang Kabataan Ang Pag-asa ng Mundo" pero mukhang malabo ng mangyari yon dahil sa gang. Pangit ang gang!
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lelouch1992Mar 15, 2009 at 3:38 am
Mga gang kalokohan lang yan bakit di mo ba kaya tumayo sa sarili mong paa? Kailangan may kakampi ka lagi? Matapang lang naman yang mga yan pag may gang eh? Ang pag sali sa gang ay isang kabadingan. Matuto kaung tumayo sa sarili nyong paa at wag kaung sasali sa gang dahil wala kaung patutunguhan jan kalokohan lang ng mga bading yan jan makikita kung gano katapang ang isang tao kung walang gang parang aq di ako natatakot kasi di ka naman mapapahamak kung di ka masama.
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1:38
thumbs up if you think girls CAN rap this easely.
Ok
Lol when i first heard the lyrics i thought it was japanese
Okay that's the cringiest rap attempt I did this year. Fuk me😂
I dont see a reason to even start about it
David bowie
why?
PREGANANT
PREGANANT
PREGANANT
there 100% right u faile
You fvcked the video at the end. >:(
fuck yea we can! xD
sorry i don't think that not all of the girls can do it
I kuoma ka hung ziek a
Nisienlakhawm, i mi la biek naw ran a
Kan inhnuoi pindan
Suongrila chun ka cell ka pager le ina ka phone chu ka maksan a
Favang hun lai dei khan
Lekhathawn vawihni ka hung thawn a
Hieng ka lekhathawn hai hi i hmu naw khawm nieng a tih
Dakinah buoina iemanih
A um ani el rawi maw, annawleh
Thildangah.
Achangin inrang taka ka hang ziek in
A address hai fiemkhur loin ka thai a
Ieng po khawm nisienla, tuolai
Iem i thaw hlak leh
I naunu teh, a dam am
Ka zawnsielnu khawm an rai veh a
Pa ka hang chang ding an tah
Naunuhmei ka nei ani chun
A hming dingin iem ka sak i ring
A hminga chun Bonnie sak ka tih.
I pate Ronnie
chanchin khawm ka lo tiem vein
Pawi ka ti tahzet a nih.
Ama hmu pei nawtu misuol thenkhat leia mani le mani a inthai
Ruol pakhat hi ka nei a...........
This is the translation of Stan verse 1 in my native language.
This is what rhyming is all about!
yeah, but this is not a hard rap song to do.
subcribe :)
:P
no u lie
rip grammar
Mgk is the real life stan!
no
im 11 and i can rap this like a pro
@Cheyennefirework yea that's what he/she said
I dont see a reason to even start about it
@wildcathill I CAN rap this EASELY...n im fr0m greece...n d0nt forget..im gurl;)
yeah i am getting sick i am tired of all this shit look at my feet you wanna get kicked ? bitch make a way i want to go straight
high as me mate? ha no way gay
kaka mantata xanonte anthropoi giati den kanoune ta dika tous ta koumanta twra poia exw synithisei apo dauta dixws empistosinh
o misos plythismos poia exei kataliksei na ne arxidi meta stous mpatsous ftaiei kapoios pou arazei kai ton strivei ma auth den
einai h lysh
o typas edw thelei na hremisei mataia prospathei ta xei hdh ftysei , apomakrismenos apo ta niania vrethike xwmenos sta skata ala panta
vriskei portoparathyra gia na xwthei na tn kanei kai autos san palikari-mikro paidi.
kati tis Shit, is this a renegade I see?
Dafuq.!
RIP Marshall 2006. Only Jesus Christ saves
northFRZ fuck you
Get the Fuck out..
its stan -,-
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque
Saí da cama mesmo
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não
Consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza
Mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Caro slim, te escrevi, mas você ainda não me respondeu
Deixei o meu celular, meu beep
e meu telefone de casa no fundo da carta
Mandei duas cartas no outono, você não deve ter recebido
Provavelmente foi um problema nos correios ou algo do tipo
Às vezes escrevo os endereços muito relaxado
Mas de qualquer maneira, dane-se
cara como tá sua filha?
Minha namorada também está grávida, vou ser pai
Se eu tiver uma filha, adivinhe como vou chamá-la?
Vou chamá-la de bonnie
Eu li sobre seu tio ronnie também, sinto muito
Tive um amigo que se matou
porque uma vagabunda não o queria
Sei que você provavelmente ouve isso todo dia, mas sou
Seu maior fã
Eu até tenho aquelas parada que você fez com skam
Tenho um quarto cheio de seus posters e fotos mano
Gosto do que você fez com o rawkus também
aquilo foi louco
De qualquer maneira, espero que você receba isso cara
Me responda, só pra conversar
Sinceramente, seu maior fã, o stan
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque
Saí da cama mesmo
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não
Consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza
Mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Caro slim, você ainda não ligou ou escreveu
espero que tenha uma Chance
Não estou bravo, só acho uma sacanagem você não
Responder aos fãs
Se você não queria falar comigo lá no seu show
Você não precisava
mas você podia ter assinado um autógrafo pro matthew
Este é meu irmão caçula cara, ele tem apenas seis anos
Esperamos você naquele frio maldito por quatro horas e
Você simplesmente disse "não"
Isso é muita mancada mano, você é a porra do ídolo dele
Ele quer ser como você cara
ele gosta mais de você do que eu
Não estou tão bravo mesmo assim
mas não gosto que Mintam para mim
Lembra de quando nos conhecemos em denver
você disse Que se eu te escrevesse
Você me responderia
veja, sou como você de certo modo
Nunca conheci meu pai também
Ele costumava trair e bater na minha mãe
Posso me identificar com o que você diz nas suas músicas
Então quando tenho um dia ruim
eu relaxo e ponho elas Pra tocar
Pois não tenho mais merda nenhuma
e essa merda me ajuda Quando estou deprimido
Até tenho uma tatto com seu nome no peito
Algumas vezes até me corto para ver o quanto sangra
É como adrenalina
a dor é como uma briga imprevista para mim
Olha, tudo que você diz é verdade
e te respeito, pois Você diz a verdade
Minha namorada tem ciúme pois falo de você o tempo todo
Mas ela não te conhece como eu te conheço slim
Ninguém te conhece como eu
Ela não sabe como foi para pessoas como nós crescer
Você tem que me responder
serei o maior fã que você perderá
Sinceramente, stan
Obs: devíamos ficar juntos também
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque
Saí da cama mesmo
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não
Consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza
Mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Caro sr. sou-muito-bom-pra-ligar-ou-escrever-pros-meus-fãs
Esse será o último pacote que eu mando pra você
Já foram 6 meses e nenhum sinal. eu não mereço?
Sei que você recebeu minhas duas últimas cartas
Escrevi o endereço certo nelas
Então essa é minha fita que estou te mandando
Espero que você ouça ela
Estou no carro agora. estou a 150km h na rodovia
Ei slim, bebi uns copos de vodka, você duvida que eu dirija?
Você conhece aquela música do phil collins
"in the air of the night"?
Sobre aquele cara que podia ter salvo aquele outro
Cara de se afogar?
Mas não fez isso. aí phil viu tudo, e num show ele o achou?
O meu caso é parecido. você poderia ter me salvado pra
Eu não me afogar
Agora é muito tarde. estou muito longe agora, estou
Sonolento
Tudo que queria era apenas uma carta ou uma ligação
Espero que saiba que rasguei todas sua fotos da parede
Eu te amo slim, podíamos ter ficado juntos. pense nisso
Você arruinou tudo agora. espero que você não consiga
Dormir, e sonhe com isso
E quando sonhar
espero que não consiga dormir, e grite
Espero que sua consciência te possua e você não
Consiga respirar sem mim
Tá vendo slim, [gritando] cala boca vagabunda!
Estou tentando falar!
Ei slim, essa é minha namorada gritando lá no porta malas
Mas eu não cortei sua garganta, só a amarrei, vê, não
Sou como você
Pois se ela se sufocar, vai sofrer mais
e então morrerá também
Bom, tenho que ir, estou quase na ponte
Merda, me esqueci, como vou mandar essa porra pra você?
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque
Saí da cama mesmo
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela, e não
Consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza
Mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Caro stan, queria ter te escrito antes, mas estive ocupado
Você disse que sua namorada tá grávida, quantos meses?
Olha, estou muito orgulhoso que você chamaria sua
Filha assim
E aqui está um autógrafo para seu irmão
Eu escrevi no boné da starter
Sinto muito não ter te visto no show, não devo ter
Esquecido de você
Não pense que fiz isso por querer, para te chatear
Mas que merda que você disse que você gosta de cortar
Seus pulsos também?
Eu falo essas merdas só zuando mano
Como você pode fazer isso?
Você tem alguns problemas stan, acho que você precisa
De uns conselhos
Para te ajudar quando você
Estiver mal
E que merda é essa sobre nós ficarmos juntos?
Esse é o tipo de coisa que me faz não querer nos
Conhecermos um ao outro
Acho que você e sua namorada precisam um ao outro
Ou talvez você só precisa tratá-la melhor
Espero que leia essa carta
Só espero que ela chegue a tempo
antes que você se machuque
Acho que você estará bem
Se você relaxar um pouco, fico feliz por te inspirar
Mas stan, por quê você está tão bravo?
Tente entender, que te quero como fã
Só não quero que você faça loucuras
Vi uma dessas no noticiário alguns dias atrás que me
Deixou mal
Um cara estava bêbado e jogou o carro sobre uma ponte
E tava com sua namorada no porta malas, e ela estava
Grávida dele
E no carro eles encontraram uma fita mas não disseram
De quem era
Pensando bem... o nome dele era... era você
Droga!
these lyrics CAN NOT be more fucked up.