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

Todd Smith when nine years old
When was in control
I'm listenin' to tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a Silvia treated me
Time 'cause I was gettin' my shit off
now, it's about the time to set my first hit off

'I Need A Beat', it was a on the DL
But every time I did a my name was misspelled
'Can't Live Without My drops
I'm kickin' the door-crushed cool box
'Rockin' the bells' like a dissin' me
Event-flippin' the script-but then I my first 50 grand

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

Todd, get upstairs and take out that

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

I tryin' to hear it 'cause I'm bad
When I'm alone in my room, I 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 rap was gettin' ugly
I waited a year for the results, I'm platinum
We the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' 'em

I'm that type of guy when poppa happy with it
Tripplin' 'em up, was my style, but everybody bit it
Yo Marley, hit the remix, make it 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 search

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

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

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

In '92 and '93 I'm history
The motherfuckin' street, that ain't no mystery
The baddest rapper ever born, you think I'm
I heard your albums' kinda warm, that shit 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 'Murder Gram', solo in a van
I'm knuckle game, stomp you with my Timberland
'Mr. Goodbar' lickin' all the rough
I'm kickin' down your door condoms in a rudder-put
You find 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 funkadelic
(Bring in the baby, bring 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, it in, bring it)

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

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