Slum Village feat. J Dilla Reunion Lyrics

Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit) Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Zoom
  • 2 Do You
  • 3 Dirty
  • 4 Late 80's (skit)
  • 5 Selfish
  • 6 Closer
  • 7 Old Girl / Shining Star
  • 8 Keep Holding On
  • 9 It's On
  • 10 The Hours
  • 11 Things We Do
  • 12 Count the Ways
  • 13 Reunion
  • Yo EL and 'Tin kill'n em, Three kill'n 'em
    You thought we broke up but we was just reassemblin'
    Ladies and gentlemen you barewitnessin
    The villa on some classic **** 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 ***** Killagan
    And all of my peeps that rep more D than 12 Eminems
    Who let the dogs out and let Dilla in?
    **** 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

    Still here, never left, just switched the style up
    Came through, made moves to get the crowd up
    Its hard time "V" time ***** ya times up
    Get rowed up for the Reunion

    L 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 *****s is tainted
    Don't know about those rovers that candy painted
    We've been miss quoted, miss construed, 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 'Tin was gone was apart of the scheme
    See! We still got love where was you at at?
    Just cuz a ***** go solo think we turn our backs
    Maybe we will reunite on some **** like that
    But I gotta set it straight 'fore you twists the facts *****

    Still here, never left, just switched the style up
    Came through, made moves to get the crowd up
    Its hard time "V" time ***** ya times up
    Get rowed up for the Reunion

    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 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 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 bugin 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 *****s told me you was gon' clown
    But I tried, and you know I cried when I saw you wild'n 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
    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 T, Three kept it low
    Don't take this as a dis this is just to let you know that I love you
    But watch the company you keep
    Sware *****s don't care, but they love you in the streets
    Get ya mind right *****

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