Luyện nghe bài hát The Reunion

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

some things in this universe, don't make sense
But somehow seem to fuckin' work

ONE - Eminem
Driving down I-75, to hop on 696
I look over, this fucking chick's fix her makeup, I'm like bitch?
You ain't a plastic surgeon, I advise ya to put up your
I'm getting kinda ticked, you're my side mirror
She's like so? I'm like so?
You gon' need a you keep 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 you some Maxi Pads up?
Is that what you actually me?
(smack)
Bitch reaches and smacks me
And says I annoy the fuck her
Get the in back, put on your slut powder
You slut, what? Shut the fuck up now, or get feelings hurt
Worse than my last chick, when I butt dialed her
And she heard me spreading AIDS rumors her
the radio up louder, make it thump
While I bump that Relapse CD, tryina' hit bump
And cunt thought I snapped back into accents
Cause she asking me to quit callin' her CUNT
I SAID I

- Eminem
She said, Marshall you really like that, oh oh oh
Your on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're my heart, you're breaking my heart
x2

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

(hook)

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

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

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

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