Luyện nghe bài hát The Reunion

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

Cause some things in universe, don't make sense
But somehow always seem to fuckin'

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 blocking my side
She's like yeah? so? I'm so?
You gon' need a stitch you actin' like that, ho
I look like husband slut? That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me you talk to him, I'll fuck you up
In fact, get in the backseat, like the of my dates
No bitch rides shotgun, what?
Stop and pick you some Maxi up?
Is that what you aksed me?
(smack)
Bitch reaches over and me
And says I the fuck outta her
Get the fuck in back, put on your powder
You slut, Shut the fuck up now, or get your feelings hurt
Worse than my last chick, when I accidentally dialed her
And she me spreading AIDS rumors about her
Turn the radio up louder, make it
While I bump that Relapse CD, tryina' hit every
And that cunt thought I snapped into accents
Cause she asking me to quit callin' her CUNT
I I CUNT

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

VERSE TWO -
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a
While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at central
I walk up in there looking at my on twitter tweetin'
I'm feelin' a bunch of lookin' at a nigga, cheesin'
I get approached by little skeezer
She akse me am I the real G, cause I'm Gucci head to feet
I said, yeah, I'm really is, cause I spit in man's face
Like Cam did that little kid on Season
She I'm feeling ya big eagle
Wait, am I talking
I said nah, I'm a Kanye/Beyonce song.
She said I'm mad at you, I said
She said why you never make for chicks as if it's hard to do?
I said I songs for me, leave the studio
And go and the bitch who belongs to makin' songs for you
She I'm feelin' your 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 I'm fucking hunchback
the fuck's this party at slutbag cunt? Cut what act?
Think it's an act? Fuck that, I'm tryina' cuz better find this love shack
Or somewhere to fuck at, eh? Don't that
You fat dyke, I'm tryina hear some Bagpipes from
Don't act you don't like em', them accents
I rap tight, and I'mma torture we find this place, yeah that's right
it was just past this light, jus' past Van Dyke
Better hit that map right, read directions
Oh yeah you read, and you can't write
Told me that night, she took my CD out the deck
Snapped in half like, Relapse
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, flew out of the car
I laughed like, she it
She didn't think I'd act that in person

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

VERSE FOUR -
Tell him I'll be there in a minute, I'm tryina up this cat fight
Between my mistress and my damn
Then a wanted 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 front door, the scenic route
To avoid this with a lace front
Lookin' like and Serena's hooves
I'm jus' sayin', those chicks got horse asses, they been
Hope when they see me they don't slap me they tennis rackets
My drifted back to this shit
I seen my wife push her down, step over her body, and smack the
Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to
Then I out and see my evil twin
He gives me an evil
He mugs the mistress, turns around and gives the misses hugs and
Looks at me twisted, like "watch this shit!"
He the dentures outta the mouth of the fat bitch he rode with
Looks to mention, "Royce, it's good to be back to business"

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