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James Todd Smith when years old 'Sugarhill' was in control 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 time to set my hit off
'I A Beat', it was a smash on the DL But time I did a show my name was misspelled 'Can't Live Without My drops I'm kickin' down the cool box 'Rockin' the bells' a madman dissin' me the script-but then I made my first 50 grand
All I was a pencil, a little gold A little money in my pocket and a to roll I'm records, now alla the girls are on my tip I'm sleepin' late, no money damn, I'm late for school,
Todd, get upstairs and take out that
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I wasn't 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 a girl to love me down I dropped the pretty style rap was gettin' ugly I waited a year for the results, I'm platinum We know the presidents are flowin' by sackin' 'em
I'm that type of guy poppa wasn't happy with it Tripplin' 'em up, that was my style, but bit it Yo Marley, hit the remix, it fresh with flavor Another move, I'll switch my hat, the shit is major Puttin' out till da break of dawn', tell me sucker? harass me illegal search motherfucker
I'm a brother makin' jams now I got a name I still remember chillin' my pistol on the train I'm two to this I'm representin' hip hop Admit I'm the man, it's time 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 funkadelic (Bring in the funk baby, in the funk) Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic, (Bring in the funk baby, it in, bring it) on man
Mama said to 'em out' I knocked 'em out the box I got a rhyme to wake, sloppin' 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 largest street, that ain't no mystery The baddest rapper born, you think I'm crazy? I heard your albums' kinda warm, that shit don't me I'm too rough, too rugged, now that doesn't so easy does it Thought I was going back to Cali' I knew I wasn't
I sent a 'Murder Gram', solo in a van I'm knuckle game, stomp you with my Timberland 'Mr. Goodbar' 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 me, eat 'em up, just ask for Todd
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