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

James Todd Smith when nine old
'Sugarhill' was in control
I'm listenin' to tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a Silvia me cold
flew 'cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen now, about the time to set my first hit off

'I A Beat', it was a smash on the DL
But every I did a show my name was misspelled
'Can't Live My Radio' drops
I'm kickin' down the door-crushed box
'Rockin' the like a madman dissin' me
Event-flippin' the script-but then I made my first 50

All I was a pencil, a little 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 money damn, I'm late for school,

Todd, get and take out that garbage

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

I tryin' to hear it 'cause I'm bad
I'm alone in my room, I pick up a pen and start to get mad
I love, that means I need a girl to love me down
I dropped the pretty style 'cause rap was ugly
I a year for the results, I'm triple platinum
We know the presidents are by who's sackin' 'em

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

I'm just a makin' jams now I got a name
I still chillin' with my pistol on the train
I'm sayin' two to this I'm 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 baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and it's the relic
(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic,
(Bring in the baby, bring it in, bring it)
on man

Mama to knock 'em out' I knocked 'em out the box
I got a to wake, you're sloppin' up and down the blocks
There was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself
When all the punks on top of else, but

In '92 and '93 I'm makin'
The largest motherfuckin' street, that no mystery
The baddest rapper born, you think I'm crazy?
I your albums' kinda warm, that shit don't phase me
I'm too rough, too rugged, now that doesn't sound so does it
Thought I was going to Cali' where I knew I wasn't

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

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

Bring in the funk baby, bring in the
Bring in the funk baby, in the funk
in the funk baby, bring in the funk
Bring in the

Bring in the baby, bring in the funk
Bring in the
Bring in the baby, bring it in, bring it