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letra de stan iii - mc senich

[hook: dido]
my tea’s gone cold, i’m wondering why i got outta 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

[verse 1]
dear m, i pulled out a blunt down at oaken’s
you inspired me to get in the rap game, yea smokin’
at first rhymes and flow was my aim
i realized the sk!lls and vocab that i had to gain
used to do like acapella in my hood on a lane
sometimes i get too angry at the world but i try to, spit on my solo
but the loneliness get too sustained, i crack yo
i don’t know how to do it after the canibus stan two
thought i had more compet-tion to cover this song bro
here again i tell ya i’m your biggest fan
i got all your sh-t from soul intent to symphony yea
also got a straight f-t lab, the underground collection, and the relapse refill man
i like the infinite and the re-up as on cl-ssic’s brand
i’m a real hip-hop fan and artist
dog you’ll know my name
ever since i got introduced to rap i dig the respect and dig the fame
i wrote this on a track and spit to it cause some people do know your pain

[hook]

[verse 2]
dear marshall, i know you’re busy, and i feel you man
i just hope we can get in touch
face to face, eye to eye as i plan
i might be this big of an obsessed motherf-ckin’ fanatic a f-cking stan
if i take a step in your concert
i won’t do crazy sh-t, i don’t want a ban
i sat at my house watching the relapse and recovery tours on tv
and the other interviews and read articles on my internet, d-link
and wondered how would it really be like to see me
a couple months or years from now and i’ll have to write my own cv
or a resume where i type on it how to be me
when i’m depressed or on other moments i flip your songs
cause i’m really on it and i hit it like a ball of ping-pong
i’m fond of it like it was my own
if i don’t make it in this career i’ll have my mind blown
cause i do trouble when my mic’s on
i know it’s going near soon
and i think as i wrote this
this is on the side job of my original albums
like a mixtape ep, i’ll use it as my anthem
i was ’round 15 when i wrote this
f-ck stan, time to call him ethan
but man i ain’t the dude who drove his car over the bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk whilst she 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
it was him

[hook]

- mc senich

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