The Reunion – Bad Meets Evil – letras

(Eminem)Ay, yoThis next song, is a true story(Come here, bitch!)Cause some things in this universe, don’t make senseBut somehow always seem to fuckin’ workVERSE ONE – EminemDriving down I-75, about to hop on 696I look over, this fucking chick’s tryina’ fix her makeup, I’m like bitch?You ain’t a plastic surgeon, I advise ya to put up your visorI’m getting kinda ticked, you’re blocking my side mirrorShe’s like yeah? so? I’m like so?You gon’ need a stitch you keep actin’ like that, hoI look like your husband slut? That’s a rhetorical questionYou talk to me like you talk to him, I’ll fuck you upIn fact, get in the backseat, like the rest of my datesNo bitch rides shotgun, what? Taxi?Stop and pick you some Maxi Pads up?Is that what you actually ask me?(smack)Bitch reaches over and smacks meAnd says I annoy the fuck outta herGet in the fucking back, put on your slut powderYou slut, what? Shut the fuck up now, or get your feelings hurtWorse than my last chick, when I accidentally butt dialed herAnd she heard me spreading age rumors about herTurn the radio up louder, make it thumpWhile I bump that Relapse CD, tryina’ hit every bumpIn that…till I snap back in that accentCause she kept asking me to stop callin’ her CUNTI SAID THAT CUNTHOOK – EminemShe said, Marshall you ain’t really like that, oh oh ohYour putting on a show, where’s your mic at?Cause you’re breaking my heart, you’re breaking my heartx2VERSE TWO – RoyceUh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a PintoWhile Marshall’s at a white trash party, I’m at drama centralI walk up in there looking at my phone on twitter tweetin’I’m feelin’ a bunch of bitches lookin’ at a nigga, cheesin’I get approached by this little skeeserShe asked me if I’m the real G, cause I’m Gucci from head to feetI said, yeah, I’m really is, cause I spit in your man’s faceLike Cam did that kid on Killa SeasonShe said I’m feeling a bit of egoWait, am I talking wrong?I said nah, I’m a walking Kanye/Beyonce song.She said I’m mad at you, I said why?She said why you never make songs for chicks as if it’s hard to do?I said I make songs for me, leave the studioAnd go and fuck the bitch who belongs to makin’ songs for youShe said I’m feelin’ your whole swagger and flow, can we hook up?I said, eh, you just used the word swagger so NO(hook)VERSE THREE – EminemWe been ridin’ around in this hatchback ’till I’m fucking hunchbackWhere the fuck’s this party at slutbag cunt? Cut what act?Think it’s an act? Fuck that, I’m tryina’ …?….finest love shackOr somewhere to fuck at, eh? Don’t touch thatYou fat dyke, I’m tryina hear some Bagpipes from BaghdadDon’t act like you don’t like em’, them accentsI rap tight, and I’mma torture ’till we find this place, yeah that’s rightThought it was just past this light, past Van DykeBetter hit that map right, read them directionsOh yeah you can’t read, and you can’t writeTold me that last night, she took my CD out the deckSnapped in half like, Relapse suckedI snapped, hit the gas like, blew through the lightSpun out, hit a patch of black iceForgot we had a trailer hitch to the backWe jackknifed, bitch flew out of the carI laughed like, she deserved itShe didn’t think I’d act like that in person(Yo, Royce, Marshall just crashed right in front of the club!)VERSE FOUR – RoyceTell him I’ll be there in a minute, I’m tryina break up this cat fightBetween my mistress and my damn wifeThen a chick wanted a hug, but she was fatSo I gave her that and told her to scatI’m not mean, I’m cuteOn my way to the front door, taking the scenic routeTo avoid this chick with a lace frontLookin’ like Venus and Serena’s hoovesI’m jus’ sayin’, those chicks got horse asses, they been attractiveHope when they see me they don’t slap me with they tennis racketsMy mind drifted back to this shitI seen my wife push her down, step over her body,And smack the mistressPolice outside, I turn and pass the gat to VishisThen I step out and see my evil twinHe gives me an evil grinHe mugs the mistress, turns around and gives the misses hugs and kissesLooks at me twisted, like Nickel « watch this shit! »He smacks the dentures outta the mouth of the fat bitch he rode withLooks back to mention, « Royce, it’s good to be back to business »(hook)Develdiii