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

James Todd Smith when years old
When 'Sugarhill' was in
I'm to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a treated me cold
Time flew I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen now, it's the time to set my first hit off

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

All I wanted was a pencil, a 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 funkadelic relic,
(Bring in the funk baby, 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, it in, bring it)

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 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 type of guy when poppa wasn't happy 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 switch my hat, the shit is
Puttin' out till da break of dawn', tell me what
Cops me illegal search motherfucker

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

Mama to knock 'em out' I knocked 'em out the box
I got a rhyme to wake, sloppin' up and down the blocks
There was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself
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' 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 back to Cali' I knew I wasn't

I sent a Gram', solo in a black van
I'm claimin' knuckle game, stomp you with my
'Mr. lickin' all the rough stuff
I'm kickin' down your door with in a rudder-put
You wanna find me come to 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 the funkadelic relic
(Bring in the funk baby, bring it in, it)
Yeah, I'm the funkadelic
(Bring in the baby, bring it in, bring it)

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

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