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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 funkadelic
(Bring in the baby, bring it in, bring 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 Silvia me cold
Time 'cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen now, it's about the 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 Without My Radio'
I'm kickin' down the door-crushed box
'Rockin' the bells' like a dissin' me
Event-flippin' the script-but I made my first 50 grand

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

Todd, get and take out that garbage

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

I wasn't tryin' to 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 girl to love me
I dropped the pretty 'cause rap was gettin' ugly
I waited a for the results, I'm triple platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by who's '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 with
power move, I'll switch my hat, the shit is major
Puttin' out till da break of dawn', tell me what
Cops me illegal search motherfucker

I'm just a brother makin' jams now I got a
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 time for me to get my

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

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

In '92 and '93 I'm makin'
The largest street, that ain't no mystery
The baddest rapper ever born, you 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 easy it
Thought I was going back to Cali' where I I wasn't

I a 'Murder 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 me come to Farmers Boulevard
And you can hear me, eat 'em up, just ask for

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

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

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