Luyện nghe bài hát The Reunion

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

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

1: Eminem]
Driving down I-75 to hop on 696
I look over this fucking chick's trying to fix her
I'm like bitch, you ain't a surgeon
I advise ya to put up your visor, I'm kinda ticked
You're blocking my side mirror, she's yeah, so? I'm like so?
You need a stitch you keep acting like that, ho
I look your husband slut? 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 of my dates
No bitch rides shotgun, what
Stop and pick you some Maxi up is that what you actually ask me?
Bitch reaches over and me
And says I annoy the fuck her, get in the fucking back
Put on slut powder, you slut, what? Shut the fuck up now
Or get your feelings hurt, worse than my last chick
I butt dialed her
She heard me spreading rumors about her
Turn the radio up louder, it thump
While I that Relapse CD, trying to hit every bump in that cunt
Thought I back in that accent cause she kept asking me
To quit her CUNT, I SAID I CUNT

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

[Verse 2:
Uh, pull up to the in a Porsche, not a Pinto
While Marshall's at a trash party, I'm at drama central
I walk up in there at my phone, on Twitter tweeting
I'm feeling a bunch of bitches at a nigga, cheesing
I get approached by this skeeser
She asked me am I the G, cause I'm Gucci from head to feet
I said, yeah, I'm really is cause I spit in man's face
Like Cam did that kid on Killa
She said I'm feeling big ego, wait, am I talking wrong?
I said nah, I'm a walking Kanye/Beyonce
She said I'm mad at you, I why?
She said why you make songs for chicks as if it's hard to do?
I said I songs for me, leave the studio
And go and fuck the bitch who belong to who making for you
She said I'm your whole swagger and flow, can we hook up?
I said, umm, you used the word swagger, so no

You really like that, oh oh oh
putting on a show, where's your mic at
Cause breaking my heart
(She said) You're breaking my
Cause you really like that, oh oh oh
You're putting on a show, your mic at
Cause you're breaking my
(She said) breaking my heart

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

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

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