Luyện nghe bài hát The Reunion

(Eminem)
Ay, yo
This next song, is a true
(Come here, bitch!)

Cause some things in this universe, don't make
But always seem to fuckin' work

ONE - Eminem
Driving I-75, about to hop on 696
I look over, this fucking chick's fix her makeup, I'm like bitch?
You a plastic surgeon, I advise ya to put up your visor
I'm getting kinda ticked, blocking my side mirror
like yeah? so? I'm like so?
You gon' need a stitch you actin' like that, ho
I look like your husband That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, fuck you up
In fact, get in the backseat, like the rest of my
No bitch rides shotgun, what?
Stop and pick you some Pads up?
Is that what you actually me?
(smack)
Bitch reaches over and me
And says I the fuck outta her
Get the fuck in back, put on slut powder
You slut, what? Shut the fuck up now, or get your hurt
Worse my last chick, when I accidentally butt dialed her
And she me spreading AIDS rumors about her
Turn the radio up louder, it thump
While I bump Relapse CD, tryina' hit every bump
And that cunt thought I back into accents
Cause she kept me to quit callin' her CUNT
I I CUNT

- Eminem
She said, you ain't really like that, oh oh oh
Your putting on a show, where's mic at?
Cause breaking my heart, you're breaking my heart
x2

TWO - Royce
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a
While Marshall's at a trash party, I'm at drama central
I walk up in there looking at my on twitter tweetin'
I'm feelin' a bunch of bitches lookin' at a nigga,
I get by this little skeezer
She akse me am I the real G, cause I'm Gucci head to feet
I said, yeah, I'm is, cause I spit in your man's face
Like Cam did little kid on Killa Season
She I'm feeling ya big eagle
Wait, am I wrong?
I said nah, I'm a Kanye/Beyonce song.
She I'm mad at you, I said why?
She said why you never make songs for chicks as if hard to do?
I said I make songs for me, the studio
And go and fuck the who belongs to makin' songs for you
She said I'm feelin' whole swagger and flow, can we hook up?
I said, eh, you used the word swagger so NO

(hook)

VERSE - Eminem
We been ridin' around in this hatchback 'till I'm hunchback
Where the fuck's party at slutbag cunt? Cut what act?
Think it's an act? Fuck that, I'm tryina' shag's cuz better find this love
Or somewhere to fuck at, eh? Don't touch
You fat dyke, I'm tryina hear some from Baghdad
Don't act like you don't like em', accents
I rap tight, and I'mma torture 'till we find this place, yeah that's
Thought it was just this light, jus' past Van Dyke
Better hit map right, read them directions
Oh yeah you can't read, and you write
Told me that last night, she took my CD out the
Snapped in half like, sucked
I snapped, hit the gas like, through the light
Spun out, hit a patch of ice
Forgot we had a trailer to the back
We jackknifed, bitch out of the car
I laughed like, she it
She didn't think I'd act like that in

(Yo, Royce, Marshall just crashed in front of the club!)

VERSE - Royce
Tell him I'll be there in a minute, I'm tryina break up cat fight
Between my and my damn wife
a chick wanted a hug, she was fat
So I gave her that *slap* and told her to
I'm not mean, I'm
On my way to the front door, the scenic route
To avoid this chick with a lace
Lookin' Venus and Serena's hooves
I'm jus' sayin', those chicks got horse asses, they attractive
Hope when they see me they don't slap me with they tennis
My mind drifted back to shit
I seen my wife push her down, step over her body, and the mistress
Police outside, I and pass the gat to Vishis
Then I out and see my evil twin
He me an evil grin
He the mistress, turns around and gives the misses hugs and kisses
Looks at me twisted, like "watch this shit!"
He the dentures outta the mouth of the fat bitch he rode with
Looks back to mention, "Royce, it's good to be to business"

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