The Reunion, Pt. 2 (Instrumental)

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(feat. J. Dilla) {Verse 1} (Dilla) Yo L and Ten kill'n em, Three kill'n 'em You thought we broke up but we was reassembalin Ladies and gentlemen you barewitnessin The villa on some classic shit like vans in balims Its' the gorrila pimps, we bustin denim in the club That you cant 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 peps that rep more D then 12 Eminems Who let the dogs out and let Dilla in? Fuck wit this is ya loss Gilligan Sounds simila I'm not feelin 'em Get the bars 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 {Chorus} 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} (T) L kill'n em, Dilla kill'n 'em Maybe we could hook up again back wit Ten and them together again like armed forces on some Fantastic Four or Four Horsemen Cant do it without ya crew boy Guess who boy, come'n 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 Ever talked our slang never walked our roads All they know is these niggaz is tainted Don't know about those rovers that candy painted We've been miss quoted, miss con-screwed, miss understood, and over used So we take this time to set the record straight Critics skipped and did it anyway Now you hear our raps wit Dilla and you all on our team Till you heard Ten was gone was apart of he skem See! We still got love where was you at at? Just cuz a nigga go solo think we turned our bak Maybe we will reunite on some shit like that But I gotta set it straight for' you twists the facts nigga {Chorus} {Verse 3} (L) Yo T kill'n em, Three kill'n 'em You thought we broke up and ya you rite we really did I wrote a verse that I recited it was hot But I had to rewrite cuz I thought we was united and we not But though all the love that I got for you Parna I picked apart ya words and I'm shooked in them interviews I been acused of not care'n When the city threw your furnture out Its not fair when I'm learnin about how stress you fell 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 bug'n out like a phone tap Chase'n cars in the street I saw you throw a part in the sink After hit the bar for a drink who asked you to slow down? Eventhough niggaz told me you was gon' clown You didn't know I cried when I saw you whallen at the State Theater In the door by the side Throw you in the trunk and found a preacher for you Cause I thought you had unlawful demons on you Sink'n fast in the deepest soil Ya parents finally got you some help You came out seem'n normal and I heard you on medication Had a illness you couldn't heal with herbs and meditation And believe me; Me and T, Three kept it low Don't take this as a dis this is just to let you kno that I love you But watch the company you keep Sware niggaz don't care, but they love you in the streets Get ya mind right nigga...