This is very similar to the cinematic technique of using a split screen to show two different characters in different places. Eventually, the two meet up and the split is removed to show both characters in the same scene.
The song samples βWalk Like The Deadβ by Sid Roams at 1:55.
It also contains a sample of βBagpipes from Baghdadβ from Eminemβs "Relapse" album.
The Reunion
Bad Meets Evil Lyrics
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Cause some things in this universe
Don't make sense but somehow, always seem to fuckin' work
Driving down I seventy five 'bout to hop on six ninety six
I look over this fucking chick's tryna fix her makeup
I'm like bitch, you ain't a plastic surgeon
You're blocking my side mirror, she's like yeah, so? I'm like so?
You gon' need a stitch you keep actin' like that, ho
I look like your husband slut? That's a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll fuck you up
In fact, get in the backseat, like the rest of my dates
No bitch rides shotgun, what taxi?
Stop and pick you some Maxi Pads up is that what you actually ask me?
Bitch reaches over and smacks me
And says I annoy the fuck outta her, get in the fucking back
Put on your slut powder, you slut, what? Shut the fuck up now
Or get your feelings hurt, worse than my last chick when
I accidentally butt dialed her, she heard me spreading AIDS rumors about her
Turn the radio up louder, make it thump
While I bump that Relapse CD, tryna hit every bump in that cunt
Thought I snap back in that accent cause she kept asking me
To quit callin' her cunt, I said I cunt, she said, Marshall
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
Uh, pull up to the club in a Porsche, not a Pinto
While Marshall's at a white trash party, I'm at drama central
I 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 skeezer
She asked me am I the realest G, cause I'm Gucci from head to feet
I said, yeah, I'm really is cause I spit in your man's face
Like Cam did that little kid on Killa Season
She said I'm feeling a bit of ego, wait, 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 studio
And go and fuck the bitch who belongs to who makin' songs for you
She said I'm feelin' your whole swagger and flow, can we hook up?
I said, um, you just used the word swagger, so no, she said
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
We been ridin' around in this hatchback 'til I'm fucking hunchback
Where the fuck's this party at slutbag cunt? Cut what act?
Think it's an act? Fuck that, I'm tryna shag scuz
Better find this love shack or somewhere to fuck at, ah, don't touch that
You fat dyke, I'm tryna hear some Bagpipes from Baghdad
Don't act like you don't like 'em, them accents, I rap tight
And I'm a torture you 'til we find this place, yeah that's right
Thought it was just past this light, just past Van Dyke
Better hit that map right, read them directions, oh yeah
You can't read and you can't write, told me that last night
She took my CD out the deck, snapped in half like
Relapse sucked, I snapped, hit the gas like
Blew through the light, spun out, hit a patch of black ice
Forgot we had a trailer hitch to the back, we jackknifed
Bitch flew out of the car, I laughed like, she deserved it
She didn't think I'd act like that in person
(Royce, Marshall just crashed right in front of the club!)
Tell him I'll be there in a minute
I'm tryna break up this cat fight between my mistress and my damn wife
Then a chick wanted a hug, she was fat
So I gave her dap and told her to scat, I'm not mean, I'm cute
On my way to the front door, taking the scenic route
To avoid this chick with a lace front lookin' like Venus and Serena's hooves
I'm just sayin', those chicks got horse asses, they been attractive
Hope when they see me they don't slap me with they tennis rackets
My mind drifted back to this shit
I seen my wife push her down, step over her body and smack the mistress
Police outside, I turn and pass the gat to Vicious
Then I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin
He mugs the mistress, turns around and gives the misses hugs and kisses
Looks at me twisted, like Nickel "Yeah, watch this shit"
He smacks the dentures outta the mouth of the fat bitch he rode with
Looks back to mention, "Royce, it's good to be back to business"
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
Cause you're breaking my heart
She said you're breaking my heart
The song "The Reunion" by Bad Meets Evil narrates a tale of two friends, Royce Da 5'9 and Eminem, going to different parties in town. The verses are filled with the usual ribaldry and humor that one would expect from these two. The first verse tells the story of Eminem driving down the road, looking at a woman fidgeting with her makeup. He tells her she's blocking his side mirror, and when she persists, he tells her to get in the backseat. The second verse is Royce's turn, and he too is talking about a party gone wrong, where he has to break up a fight between his mistress and his wife.
Throughout the song, both Royce and Eminem's verses showcase their playful and aggressive personas. They use wordplay and pop culture references to convey their witty humor. The song's narrative also highlights the duo's friendship and how they are brought together through their love of music. Overall "The Reunion" is the expression of two friends having a good time and revendicating their status in the rap scene.
Line by Line Meaning
Cause some things in this universe
Don't make sense but somehow, always seem to fuckin' work
The world can be chaotic and illogical, but some things still manage to work out.
I advise ya to put up your visor, I'm getting kinda ticked
You're blocking my side mirror, she's like yeah, so? I'm like so?
You're blocking my view and it's annoying me, so please put your visor down. The woman is being difficult and uncooperative.
You talk to me like you talk to him, I'll fuck you up
In fact, get in the backseat, like the rest of my dates
No bitch rides shotgun, what taxi?
Don't talk to me like you talk to your husband, or there will be consequences. Also, get in the backseat like every other woman I've taken on a date. I don't operate like a taxi, so you don't get to ride shotgun.
Bitch reaches over and smacks me
And says I annoy the fuck outta her, get in the fucking back
The woman hits the artist and tells him to get in the back. She is fed up with him and wants him to stop annoying her.
Stop and pick you some Maxi Pads up is that what you actually ask me?
Did you seriously just ask me to stop and buy you some Maxi Pads? This is a ridiculous request.
Turn the radio up louder, make it thump
While I bump that Relapse CD, tryna hit every bump in that cunt
I turn up the radio and bump to the Relapse CD while trying to hit every bump in the road. The woman is referred to as a 'cunt.'
She said you're breaking my heart
You ain't really like that, oh
You're putting on a show, where's your mic at?
The woman tells the singer that he's breaking her heart. She also questions his authenticity and accuses him of putting on a show.
She asked me am I the realest G, cause I'm Gucci from head to feet
I said, yeah, I'm really is cause I spit in your man's face
The woman asks the artist if he's the realest G because he's wearing Gucci from head to toe. He responds that he is because he spat in her man's face.
Better find this love shack or somewhere to fuck at, ah, don't touch that
You fat dyke, I'm tryna hear some Bagpipes from Baghdad
We need to find a place to have sex, and I want to hear 'Bagpipes from Baghdad' by Eminem. The woman is called a 'fat dyke.'
Looks back to mention, "Royce, it's good to be back to business"
The evil twin mentions that it's good to be back in business. This line implies that he and the artist are up to no good.
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: RYAN MONTGOMERY, MARSHALL B III MATHERS, JOEY CHAVEZ, TAVIS GRAHAM, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Ryan Jackson
Everything about this is amazing, had to come back and listen to this album man
Njeru Khan
true! like the disc breaking sound effect, and the slaps... lol, just fantastically put together, this record! π―
Kissamies
Eminem murders this.
eye ceeyou
I listen 9 to 15 times a week
Officer Oinker
These two together have always amazed me. Hate to say it but especially when Royce was drinking and Em was doped up.
devious187
Lol... they were both sober when they made this album
Officer Oinker
@devious187Β when did I say they weren't. I was referencing their older stuff individually and as a duo. Foh!
Jack Leslie
Gives me a Relapse vibe with the hook and the beat
Sillveea Crushh
I'd say it's like a hybrid of Relapse and Recovery, with the serious tones of Recovery and the Comedycore but also Horrorcore of Relapse
lol
ββ@Sillveea Crushhalso ems voice from this and a kiss sounds like his voice from the mmlp2 era. makes me wonder how different the mmlp2 album couldve sounded if he layered his vocals