Luyện nghe bài hát The Reunion

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

Cause some things in this universe, don't sense
But somehow always seem to work

VERSE ONE -
Driving I-75, about to hop on 696
I look over, this fucking chick's tryina' fix her makeup, I'm bitch?
You ain't a plastic surgeon, I advise ya to put up visor
I'm getting kinda ticked, you're blocking my side
She's yeah? so? I'm like so?
You gon' need a stitch you keep like that, ho
I look like husband slut? 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 of my dates
No bitch rides shotgun, what?
and pick you some Maxi Pads up?
Is what you actually aksed me?
(smack)
Bitch over and smacks me
And says I the fuck outta her
Get the in back, put on your slut powder
You slut, what? Shut the fuck up now, or get your feelings
Worse than my last chick, I accidentally butt dialed her
And she heard me AIDS rumors about her
Turn the up louder, make it thump
While I bump that Relapse CD, tryina' hit every
And that thought I snapped back into accents
Cause she kept me to quit callin' her CUNT
I SAID I

- Eminem
She said, Marshall you really like that, oh oh oh
Your putting on a show, where's mic at?
you're breaking 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 party, I'm at drama central
I walk up in there looking at my phone on tweetin'
I'm feelin' a of bitches lookin' at a nigga, cheesin'
I get approached by this little
She akse me am I the real G, cause I'm from 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 said I'm ya big eagle
Wait, am I wrong?
I said nah, I'm a walking song.
She said I'm mad at you, I said
She said why you never make songs for chicks as if it's to do?
I said I songs for me, leave the studio
And go and fuck the bitch who belongs to makin' for you
She said I'm feelin' your swagger and flow, can we hook up?
I said, eh, you just used the word so NO

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VERSE - Eminem
We been ridin' around in this 'till I'm fucking hunchback
Where the fuck's this party at slutbag cunt? Cut act?
Think it's an act? Fuck that, I'm tryina' shag's cuz better find love shack
Or somewhere to fuck at, eh? touch that
You fat dyke, I'm tryina hear Bagpipes from Baghdad
Don't act like you don't like em', them
I rap tight, and I'mma torture 'till we find this place, yeah that's
Thought it was just past this light, jus' Van Dyke
Better hit that map right, read directions
Oh yeah you read, and you can't write
me that last 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 of black ice
Forgot we had a hitch 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 right in front of the club!)

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

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