There is no confirmed strong personal or professional relationship between Eminem and Chris Brown. However, in 2019, a snippet of an alleged unreleased Eminem track leaked online, where he reportedly said, “Of course I side with Chris Brown / I’d beat a b*** down too.”* This caused significant backlash, as it referenced Chris Brown’s 2009 assault on Rihanna. Eminem never publicly confirmed or denied the line’s authenticity, but many fans and critics condemned the lyric.
It’s worth noting that Eminem has previously collaborated with Rihanna on multiple successful tracks (“Love the Way You Lie,” “The Monster”), and is widely seen as loyal to her—making the leaked line even more surprising and controversial.
Eminem & Chris Brown Drop Unlikely Collaboration “Speak To Me” After Private Reconciliation and Deep Studio Session
May 2025 – Los Angeles, CA
In a move few predicted—and many still find hard to process—Eminem and Chris Brown have come together for a dark, soulful collaborative track titled “Speak To Me,” released independently on all major platforms.
🎙️ A Collaboration Born From Confrontation
The track was born not from friendship, but from a difficult, face-to-face conversation between the two artists in early 2025, brokered by a mutual producer who remained unnamed in official credits.
The backstory?
In a private meeting, Chris reportedly approached Eminem to clear the air about the leaked 2019 lyric and the years of tension that followed. Rather than argue, Eminem invited him to the studio.
“I don’t wanna dodge it,” Eminem said. “Let’s talk. Let’s put it in the music. That’s where the truth comes out.”
🎧 The Track: “Speak To Me”
Watch the video down below and don’t forget to share this beautiful song with your friends and family…
“Speak To Me” opens with a haunting piano loop and Chris Brown’s falsetto, singing:
“I’ve been judged, I’ve been crucified / Still I’m tryna look God in the eyes.”
Eminem’s verse is confessional and blisteringly self-aware, referencing past controversies, his own history with violence, and society’s tendency to weaponize people’s lowest moments.
“I ain’t excusin’ nothin’, but I’m exposin’ somethin’ / You point fingers like saints, while the devil’s drummin’.”
Chris’s second chorus shifts into a gospel-tinged plea for redemption—not forgiveness from the public, but from the inner self.
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