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Reunion

This song is by Slum Village and features J Dilla.

Original video
(J Dilla)
Yo, El and 'Tin kill'n em, 3 kill'n 'em
You thought we broke up and we was just reassemblin
Ladies and gentlemen you bare witness
In the villa on some classic shit like vans emblems
It's the guerrilla pimps, we bustin denim in the club
That you can't wear ya denim in
Freakin the rhyme till every line ends with a than and then
Y'all wanna romp, stomp the Timberlands
Shout to my nigga, Killagan
And all of my peeps that rep more D then twelve Eminems
Who let the dogs out and let Dilla in?
Fuck with this is ya loss, Gilligan
Sounds similar, I'm not feelin em
Get the balls like Venus in Wimbeldon
While I'm in them fly whips, five Will and em
On some Kim and em, All About the Benjamins

We're still here, never left (yeah), just switched the style up
Came through, made moves to get the crowd up
Its hard time, "V" time, nigga ya times up
Get rowed up for the reunion

(T3)
El kill'n em, Dilla kill'n em
Maybe we could hook up again back wit 'Tin and them
Together again wit Armed Forces
On some Fantastic Four or Four Horsemen
Can't do it without ya crew, boy
Guess who, boy, comin through wit two, boy
Nobody but us that rap in a clutch
Passed and switched it up like kids in Double Dutch
Some couldn't feel our style or feel our flow
Never talked our slang, never walked our road
All they know is these niggaz is tainted
Don't know about them Rovers that's candy painted
We've been misquoted, misconscrewed, misunderstood and overused
So we take this time to set the record straight
Critics skipped they did it, we did it anyway
Now you hear our raps wit Dilla, you all on the team
Till you heard 'Tin was gone was a part of the scheme
See! We still got loved, where was you at?
'Cause a nigga go solo, think we turn our backs?
Maybe we'll reunite on some shit like that
But I gotta set it straight 'for you twist the facts, nigga

We're still here, never left, just switched the style up
Came through, made moves to get the crowd up
Its hard time, "V" time, nigga ya times up
Get rowed up for the reunion

(Elzhi)
Yo, T kill'n em, 3 kill'n 'em
You thought we broke up, and were you right, we really did
I wrote a verse that I recited - it was hot
But I had to rewrite it 'cause I thought we was united, and we not
And though all the love that I got for you partner
I picked apart ya words and I'm shooked
In the interviews
I been accused of not carin when the city threw your furnture out
It's not fair, when I'm learnin about how stressed you feel, in an article
Forget a rhyme, I'm just as real when I talk to you
And you know that we share Kodak moments
So wish we can go back
But don't act like you wasn't buggin out like a phone tap
Chasin cars in the street
I saw you throw up hard in the sink
Then after hit the bar for a drink
Who asked you to slow down?
Even though niggaz told me you was gonna clown
But I tried, you even know I cried
When I saw you wildin at the State Theater, near the door by the side
Went to throw you in the trunk and find a preacher for you
'Cause I thought you had unlawful demons on you
Sinkin fast in the deepest soil
Your parents finally got you some help
You came out seemin normal and
I heard you on medication
Had a illness you couldn't heal with herbs and meditation
And believe me, me and T3 kept it low
Don't take it as a diss
This is just to let you know that I love ya
But watch the company you keep
Swearin, "niggaz don't care"
But they love you in the streets
Get ya mind right, nigga

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