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Sometimes I just feel like my father. I hate to be bothered... with all of this nonsense. It's constant and "Oh, it's his lyrical content." The song "Guilty Conscience" has gotten such rotten responses. And all of this controversy circles me and it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me... So I point one back at 'em but not the index or pinky or the ring or the thumb. It's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull 'cause they full of shit too. When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up your school and they blame it on Marilyn ... and the heroin where were the parents at? And look at where it's at... Middle America now it's a tragedy now it's so sad to see an upper-class city having this happenin'. Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way. But I'm glad 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn, and it's burnin' and I have returned.
i know talent when i see it/hear it. and he is fucking talented...absolutely no question about it.
you cant possibly judge him on one line. actually...you can't possibly judge him at all.
[Dido]
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' 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 grey
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 have 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'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 tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' 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
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 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 sayin' 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 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 wonderin' 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
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, 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, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
[Dido]
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' 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
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'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 clownin' dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' 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 doin' 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
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' 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 grey
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 have 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'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 tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' 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
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 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 sayin' 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 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 wonderin' 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
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, 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, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
[Dido]
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' 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
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'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 clownin' dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' 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 doin' 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
Andy_2003
Member
eminem is talent, the way he rhymes etc, it's just talent most people here wouldn't appreciate, I don't appreciate it, I just see it as fact, he's still a bit of a tosser though, seperate issue that
Judge gsz
Member
Well, since white ass hip hop isn't off limits here anymore, I'm going to confess I really really dig The Streets!!!
Ken:Uh, oh yeah
Oh, suck it
Oh, fuck you
Oh, Shaggy
Oh, this is why they call you two dope ain't it
Oh, fuck you
Oh, take it out, take it out
Oh, now give something to Jay
Oh, violent Jay
Wait don't bite it
Don't be violent with it now just suck it
Nice and slow, yeah
Oh, oh fuck yeah
You got oh
Now give it back to Shagy
He was sucking it better
Oh, now say my name
Shaggy: Eminem
Ken:Say my name
Shaggy: Eminem
Ken:WHAT?
Oh fuck you guys
Give me my dick back
Fuck you guys
If you want Eminem you can have Eminem
Fuck you guys I'm leaving
Shaggy: Ken no!
Ken wait, oh damn
Jay: Nice going Shaggy
Oh, suck it
Oh, fuck you
Oh, Shaggy
Oh, this is why they call you two dope ain't it
Oh, fuck you
Oh, take it out, take it out
Oh, now give something to Jay
Oh, violent Jay
Wait don't bite it
Don't be violent with it now just suck it
Nice and slow, yeah
Oh, oh fuck yeah
You got oh
Now give it back to Shagy
He was sucking it better
Oh, now say my name
Shaggy: Eminem
Ken:Say my name
Shaggy: Eminem
Ken:WHAT?
Oh fuck you guys
Give me my dick back
Fuck you guys
If you want Eminem you can have Eminem
Fuck you guys I'm leaving
Shaggy: Ken no!
Ken wait, oh damn
Jay: Nice going Shaggy
ah well... i'm listening to it right now, and i thought 'oh yeah lets post this'
cedarbreed
Don't mean nothin'
Keith Caputo , Layne Staley , Mike Patton , Chris Cornell , Jeff Buckley , mid-late 80's Bono, Maynard Keenan , Anneke from the Gathering ( too difficult a name to spell ) , Aretha Franklin , Beth Gibbons , Bjork , etc ... i must forget thousands and thousands ... Hey i didnt quote the females after the males intentionnally he ! ;p