Luyện nghe bài hát The Reunion

Ayo, this next song is a true (Come here, bitch)

Cause some in this universe
Don't sense but somehow (Always seem to fucking work)

1: Eminem]
Driving I-75 about to hop on 696
I look over this chick's trying to fix her makeup
I'm like bitch, you ain't a plastic
I advise ya to put up your visor, I'm getting ticked
blocking my side mirror, she's like yeah, so? I'm like so?
You need a stitch you keep acting like that, ho
I look like your husband That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll you up
In fact, get in the backseat, like the rest of my
No bitch rides shotgun, taxi?
Stop and pick you some Maxi Pads up is that you actually ask me?
reaches over and smacks me
And says I the fuck outta her, get in the fucking back
Put on your slut powder, you slut, what? Shut the up now
Or get your feelings hurt, worse my last chick when
I accidentally dialed her
She heard me spreading AIDS rumors her
Turn the up louder, make it thump
While I bump that CD, trying to hit every bump in that cunt
I snap back in that accent cause she kept asking me
To quit calling her CUNT, I SAID I

Eminem]
She said, you ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's mic at
Cause breaking my heart
(She said) breaking my heart
Cause you ain't really that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, your mic at
Cause you're my heart
(She said) breaking my heart

[Verse 2:
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a
Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central
I walk up in looking at my phone, on Twitter tweeting
I'm feeling a bunch of bitches at a nigga, cheesing
I get by this little skeeser
She asked me am I the realest G, cause I'm Gucci from to feet
I said, yeah, I'm is cause I spit in your man's face
Like Cam did that kid on Season
She said I'm feeling big ego, wait, am I talking wrong?
I nah, I'm a walking Kanye/Beyonce song
She said I'm mad at you, I said
She why you never make songs for chicks as if it's hard to do?
I I make songs for me, leave the studio
And go and the bitch who belong to who making songs for you
She said I'm feeling whole swagger and flow, can we hook up?
I said, umm, you just used the swagger, so no

You ain't really that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, where's mic at
you're breaking my heart
(She said) breaking my heart
Cause you ain't really that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, your mic at
Cause breaking my heart
(She said) You're breaking my

3: Eminem]
We been riding around in this hatchback until I'm fucking
Where the fuck's this party at slutbag cunt? Cut act?
it's an act? Fuck that, I'm trying to shag scuz
Better find this shack or somewhere to fuck at, ah, don't touch that
You fat dyke, I'm trying to hear Bagpipes from Baghdad
Don't act like you don't like them, accents, I rap tight
And I'm a until we find this place, yeah that's right
Thought it was just past this light, Van Dyke
Better hit that map right, read directions, oh yeah
You can't and you can't write, told me that last night
She took my CD out the deck, in half like
sucked, I snapped, hit the gas like
Blew through the light, spun out, hit a patch of ice
we had a trailer hitch to the back, we jackknifed
Bitch flew out of the car, I laughed like, she it
She didn't think I'd act like that in
(Royce, Marshall just right in front of the club)

4: Royce]
Tell him I'll be in a minute
I'm trying to break up this cat fight between my mistress and damn
Then a wanted a hug, she was fat
So I her dap, then I tell her to scat, I'm not mean, I'm cute
On my way to the door, taking the scenic route
To avoid this chick a lace front looking like Venus's and Serena's hooves
I'm just saying, those chicks got horse asses, been attractive
when they see me they don't slap me with they tennis rackets
My mind drifted back to shit
I seen my wife push her down, step over her body, smack the mistress
outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vishis
Then I step out and see my twin, he gives me an evil grin
He mugs the mistress, around and gives the misses hugs and kisses
Looks at me twisted, like Nickel "Yeah, this shit"
He the dentures out of the mouth of the fat bitch he rode with
Looks to mention, "Royce, it's good to be back to business"

They said, you ain't really that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, your mic at
you're breaking our heart
(They said) You're our heart
you ain't really like that, oh oh oh
You're on a show, where's your mic at
you're breaking our heart
(They said) breaking our heart