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(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and it's the funkadelic
(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and the funkadelic relic
(Bring in the funk baby, bring it in, it)

James Todd Smith when nine old
When 'Sugarhill' was in
I'm listenin' to tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a treated me cold
Time flew 'cause I was gettin' my off
Sixteen now, it's about the to set my first hit off

'I Need A Beat', it was a on the DL
But every time I did a show my name was
Live Without My Radio' drops
I'm kickin' down the door-crushed box
'Rockin' the bells' a madman dissin' me
Event-flippin' the then I made my first 50 grand

All I wanted was a pencil, a gold
A little money in my pocket and a Phillie to
I'm makin' records, now the girls are on my tip
I'm sleepin' late, no damn, I'm late for school, shit

Todd, get upstairs and out that garbage

And it's the funkadelic relic,
(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk)
And it's the funkadelic relic,
(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk)
the funkadelic relic, yeah
(Bring in the funk baby, it in, bring it)

I wasn't to hear it 'cause I'm bad
When I'm alone in my room, I pick up a pen and to get mad
I need love, that means I need a to love me down
I the pretty style 'cause rap was gettin' ugly
I waited a for the results, I'm triple platinum
We know the presidents are by who's sackin' 'em

I'm that type of guy when wasn't happy with it
Tripplin' 'em up, was my style, but everybody bit it
Yo Marley, hit the remix, it fresh with flavor
Another power move, I'll my hat, the shit is major
Puttin' out till da break of dawn', me what sucker?
Cops harass me illegal motherfucker

I'm just a brother makin' now I got a name
I still remember chillin' with my pistol on the
I'm sayin' two to I'm representin' hip hop
Admit I'm the man, it's time for me to get my props

Yeah, and it's the funkadelic
(Bring in the funk baby, in the funk)
Yeah, and it's the funkadelic
(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, I'm the relic, yeah
(Bring in the funk baby, it in, bring it)
on man

Mama said to knock 'em out' I 'em out the box
I got a rhyme to wake, sloppin' up and down the blocks
There never was a time when I was to meetin' by myself
When all the on top of everybody else, but

In '92 and '93 I'm history
The largest street, that ain't no mystery
The baddest ever born, you think I'm crazy?
I heard your albums' kinda warm, that don't phase me
I'm too rough, too rugged, now that sound so easy does it
Thought I was back to Cali' where I knew I wasn't

I sent a Gram', solo in a black van
I'm knuckle game, stomp you with my Timberland
'Mr. lickin' all the rough stuff
I'm kickin' down your with condoms in a rudder-put
You wanna find me to Farmers Boulevard
And you can hear me, eat 'em up, ask for Todd

Uh, and I'm the relic
Yeah, I'm the relic
(Bring in the funk baby, it in, bring it)
Yeah, and the funkadelic relic
(Bring in the funk baby, bring it in, it)
Yeah, I'm the relic
(Bring in the funk baby, bring it in, it)

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