U Didn't Care

[Canibus]
What up Em? It’s your biggest fan //
It’s not even necessary to introduce who I am by now ‘cause we’re good friends //
Remember the letter I wrote //
Before Atlanta on “Up In Smoke”? That’s the day I was going to cut your throat //
I guess my watch is broke //
‘Cause by the time I woke, I seen my watch was twelve hours late and I missed the show //
But none the less I’m glad that I finally reached you //
Ever since the accident I’ve been dying to speak to you //
To tell you things have changed and I’m a different man //
A different level of understanding, I’m a different Stan //
Things are a lot better //
I promise I won’t harass you with any letters saying shit like we should be together //
I meant we should start a group //
The industry’s full of homosexuals Slim, but I don’t want to fuck you //
I’ve got a new attitude, really, I’m ain’t mad at you //
I just wanted you to recognize that I’ve got talent too //
[Canibus]
When I say talented, I don’t mean battle, kid //
I mean story telling kind of like how your album is //
I’ve been attending counseling and taking medicine //
They did some tests on me at N.I.H. in Maryland //
They showed me techniques to help me deal with pressure //
Whenever I remember that crazy night when I was being reckless //
Driving with a death wish on the bridge //
I crashed into a Lexus right before I finished that last sentence //
I was listening to Xibit’s album “Restless” //
The next thing I knew I was underwater and breathless //
I was unconscious for a second literally dying to go to Heaven //
Until some fellas came and pulled me from the wreckage //
They started CPR then they called the paramedics //
In retrospect I probably should have used a gun to end it //
By the time the car had sunk my pregnant girlfriend was still in the trunk //
And I was still feeling kind of drunk //
The ambulance came and they put me on the stretcher //
Hooked me up to the IV and checked my blood pressure //
One of them was so concerned that they wouldn’t leave //
He hoped in the back of the ambulance and rolled up some weed //
My vision was blurry I couldn’t really see //
I just remember his voice talking to me //
In the emergency room, I needed surgery to get some glass removed //
And fifty stitches for my wounds //
[Canibus]
After a couple of months of therapy //
I figured I was as ready as I’d ever be, I wanted to be an emcee //
He took me to shows with him //
He let me flow with him //
He let me write some rhymes and go on tour with him //
I really believed in him //
I decided to team with him //
And now I’m overseas with him, getting G’s with him //
And I’m emceeing with him, I’m having the best time of my life //
And I’m writing the best rhymes of my life //
He introduces me to people as his lyrical equal //
Let me write a rhyme on his album and even produce a beat too //
He ain’t see through, I can’t see him fronting //
He’s not the type to call you just because he needs something //
That’s what I like about him //
I wouldn’t want to rock a mic’ without him //
He’s got cajones and he’s not a coward //
Matter of fact, I think he met you //
It was the day you came to his video shoot with DJ, Jimmy’s nephew //
‘Clef stepped to him and told him he should step to you //
That you was ghostwriting for ‘L’ but that wasn’t true //
You was looking at him the same way I’m looking at you //
Why can’t we be friends ‘Em, I don’t want nothing from you //
You see, there’s a little bit of Stan in all of us //
Tell me where you think all of these record sales spawned from //
Talking about Britney and Christina Aguilera //
NSYNC too, have you ever looked in the mirror //
Your hair ain’t really blonde and your eyes ain’t blue //
So never diss me ‘cause when you diss me you’re dissing you //
[Canibus]
You see? You see what happens when you don’t care? //