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

James Smith when nine years old
When 'Sugarhill' was in
I'm listenin' to cold-crushed tapes to get
I set my demo in a Silvia me cold
flew 'cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen now, it's about the time to set my 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 Without My drops
I'm kickin' down the cool box
'Rockin' the bells' like a dissin' me
Event-flippin' the script-but I made my first 50 grand

All I wanted was a pencil, a gold
A little money in my 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 out that garbage

And it's the relic, yeah
(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, bring it in, it)

I wasn't tryin' to it 'cause I'm bad
I'm alone in my room, I pick up a pen and start to get mad
I need love, that I need a girl to love me down
I dropped the style 'cause rap was gettin' ugly
I a year for the results, I'm triple platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by sackin' 'em

I'm that of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
'em up, that was my style, but everybody bit it
Yo Marley, hit the remix, make it with flavor
Another power move, switch my hat, the shit is major
Puttin' out till da break of dawn', me what sucker?
Cops harass me illegal motherfucker

I'm just a makin' jams now I got a name
I still remember chillin' 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 baby, bring 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 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 sloppin' up and the blocks
never 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 motherfuckin' street, that no mystery
The baddest rapper born, you think I'm crazy?
I heard your kinda warm, that shit don't phase me
I'm too rough, too rugged, now doesn't sound so easy does it
I was going back to Cali' where I knew I wasn't

I sent a Gram', solo in a black van
I'm knuckle game, stomp you with my Timberland
'Mr. Goodbar' all the rough stuff
I'm kickin' down your door with 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 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 relic
(Bring in the funk baby, it in, bring it)

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Bring in the funk baby, in the funk
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