Lil Wayne Eminem violent (and hit) ‘Stan’ re-imagined, where Em by a psychotic stalker-fan, and rap from the point of view of users, said Stalker.
Version Weezy is a sound bit ‘more disturbing from the point of view, the child’s voice singing female parts Weezy rap beats and serves the same role that honey voiced Dido is the original. The girl is tall and sound innocent enough to cause the left, there are a few fine hairs on your neck stand on end.
Overall, however, Lil Wayne “Dear Anne” is certainly not one to copy note for note, or a reconstruction of one of the greatest songs is Emim, but follows a similar model, and achieve outstanding results for themselves.
While anger Eminem (and his voice) escalation in the course of his version of Lil Wayne remains stable and even-keel, also sung by Stan perspective, even if the original standard has not brought out alive from the song and I met a horrible end. Suspend disbelief – is art!
This particular Stan writes a letter to Anne, his number one fan, but Wayne seems to have a little fun ‘with the song the most, since they exercise his demons. Must deal with a set of them paid him the details in this letter, but it seems to sing, has contributed thinly veiled his fans like him, while he was in prison, said: “Their support for me / like a stand / I am also cautious / a, how do I get friends. “
One of the main pieces of science lyrical songs. ”I try to be the chick pants / But I just can not / This is not just another clue / The more of a rap / This is more of an oath,” There is an open declaration of another, where do you think Weezy can also make speaking the literal.
‘Dear Anne’ is less violent or disturbing as “Stan”, but it is a fitting tribute and the response to the vicious circle of Eminem, turn-the-world-of-its-ear song that pays its respects.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ESTfp-5cMY8
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write with the light from the lamp on my nightstand
With my pen in my right hand
And that’s also my mic hand
Codeine in the sprite can
Ink on the white pad
And I’m thinking of life, Anne
And wrong and right, Anne
And sometimes I’m right
And sometimes I might
Ca-can I find the light?
Still my rhymes are bright
So I continue my plan
And I’m sure (shore) like white sand
That they’ll be price payin’
Before my flight land
But still, I want to see more than my sight can
Adore, so I can’t ignore
What I want anymore
So I just go, you can call me the Gore
And oh yeah
I got a girl, she act like I owe her
And um, sometimes it seems like I just don’t know her
And yeah, the relationship is starting to feel like a chore
But I really hope I’m not starting to bore
Page 1.
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 2:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
I write you this letter
I hope everything’s grand
I hope everyone’s good
I hope everybody’s praying
I hope – hold up baby, let me switch hands
See, lately I’ve been dealing with a lot of shit Anne
It’s burning me and I can’t get out of this pan
And every time I look there’s a problem with this man
But I ain’t tryna expose, I’m just tryna expand
But your support held me up like kickstands
And I’m also being more careful in how I pick friends
And I’m tryna stay up out them chick’s pants
[Laughs] but, I just can’t
But, on another note, this ain’t just another note
This is more than a rap
This is more of an oath
And I know you’re wondering what this letter is for
And I’m just hoping that you read this far
Page 2
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]
[Verse 3:]
Dear Anne
My number 1 fan
By now you probably think I’m portraying who I’m saying
And sometimes I wish I wasn’t him, but I am
And it’s people like you that make me proud of what I am
Hey, you are the shit
Damn, pardon the gram (grammar)
But it’s like you make me feel like I’m a part of the fam
And shit, when my life be like some sort of exam
It’s a jungle out there- lions, horses and rams
Shit, as I sit and wait for the war to began
I-I just think of you, then I’m rewarded again
Anne, with you, is where my artistry can
Anne, so with you is where a part of me stands
Anne, I hope I see you in the stands
Anne, because you know I understand
Anne, and I’m sorry about Stan
So I wrote this to say I’m your number 1 fan.
[Chorus:]
Out of sight, out of mind,
Out of time, to decide.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life. [x2]