Reunion

[Verse 1: J Dilla] Yo El and 'Tin kill'n em, 3 kill'n 'em You thought we broke up but we was just reassemblin' Ladies and gentlemen you bearwitnessin 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 a rhyme til every line ends with a then and than You dont wanna rump and stomp in Timberlands Shout to my nigga Killagan And all of my peeps that rep more D than 12 Eminems Who let the dogs out and let Dilla in? Fuck wit this is ya loss Gilligan Sounds similar I'm not feelin 'em Get the balls like Venus in Wimbelon While I'm in them fly whips five Will and them On some Kim and them All About the Benjamins Still here [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: T3] El kill'n em, Dilla kill'n 'em Maybe we could hook up again back wit 'Tin and them Together again like armed forces on some Fantastic Four or Four Horsemen Can't do it without ya crew boy Guess who boy, comin' through with 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 flow Never talked our slang, never walked our road All they know is these niggas is tainted Don't know about those rovers that candy painted We've been misquoted, misconstrued, misunderstood, and over used So we take this time to set the record straight Critics get the di-dick, we did it anyway Now you hear our raps wit Dilla and you all on our team Till you heard 'Tin was gone was apart of the scheme See! We still got love where was you at at? Just cuz a nigga go solo think we turn our backs Maybe we will reunite on some shit like that But I gotta set it straight 'fore you twists the facts nigga [Hook] [Verse 3: eLZhi] Yo 'Tin kill'n em, 3 kill'n 'em You thought we broke up and ya you right, we really did I wrote a verse that I recited it was hot But I had to rewrite cause I thought we was united and we not But though all the love that I got for you Partna I picked apart ya words and I'm shocked in the interviews I been accused of not carin' When the city threw your furniture out Its not fair when I'm learnin' about how stressed you feel in a article Forget a rhyme I'm just as real when I talk to you And you know that we share Kodak moments I wish we could 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 niggas told me you was gon' clown But I tried, and you know I cried when I saw you wild'n 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 Ya 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 this as a diss, this is just to let you know that I love you But watch the company you keep Swearin' niggas don't care, but they love you in the streets Get ya mind right nigga...