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

James Todd Smith nine years old
'Sugarhill' was in control
I'm to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my in a Silvia 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 was misspelled
Live Without My Radio' drops
I'm kickin' down the cool box
'Rockin' the bells' like a dissin' me
Event-flippin' the script-but then I made my 50 grand

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

Todd, get upstairs and take out that

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

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

I'm that of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
Tripplin' 'em up, was my style, but everybody 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', me what sucker?
harass me illegal search motherfucker

I'm just a brother makin' jams now I got a
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 the funkadelic relic
(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk)
Yeah, and it's the funkadelic
(Bring in the funk baby, in the funk)
Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic,
(Bring in the baby, bring it in, bring it)
on man

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

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

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

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

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

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