Funkadelic Relic Lyrics

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Yeah

(Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk)

Yeah and it's the funkadelic relic

(Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk)

Yeah and it's the funkadelic relic

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

James Todd Smith when nine years old

When 'Sugarhill' was in control

I'm listening to cold-crushed tapes to get sold

I set my demo in a Silvia treated me cold

Time flew cause I was getting my shit off

Sixteen now it's about the time to set my first hit off

'I Need A Beat' it was a smash on the DL

But every time I did a show my name was misspelled

'Can't Live Without My Radio' drops

I'm kicking down the door-crushed cool box

'Rocking the bells' like a madman dissing me

Event-flipping the script-but then

I made my first 50 grand

All I wanted was a pencil a little gold

A little money in my pocket and a Phillie to roll

I'm making records now alla the girls are on my tip

I'm sleeping late no money damn I'm late for school shit

Todd get upstairs and take out that garbage

And it's the funkadelic relic yeah

(Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk)

And it's the funkadelic relic yeah

(Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk)

It's the funkadelic relic yeah

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

I wasn't trying to hear it cause I'm bad

When I'm alone in my room

I pick up a pen and start to get mad

I need love that means I need a girl to love me down

I dropped the pretty style cause rap was getting ugly

I waited a year for the results I'm triple platinum

We know the presidents are flowing by who's sacking 'em

I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it

Trippling 'em up that was my style but everybody bit it

Yo Marley hit the remix make it fresh with flavor

Another power move I'll switch my hat the shit is major

Putting out till da break of dawn' tell me what sucker

Cops harass me illegal search motherfucker

I'm just a brother making jams now I got a name

I still remember chilling with my pistol on the train

I'm saying two to this I'm representing hip hop

Admit that I'm the man it's time for me to get my props

Yeah and it's the funkadelic relic

(Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk)

Yeah and it's the funkadelic relic

(Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk)

Yeah I'm the funkadelic relic yeah

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

Come on man

Mama said to knock 'em out'

I knocked 'em out the box

I got a rhyme to wake you're slopping up and down the blocks

There never was a time when

I was down to meeting by myself

When all the punks on top of everybody else but

In '92 and '93 I'm making history

The largest motherfucking street that ain’t no mystery

The baddest rapper ever born you think I'm crazy

I heard your albums' kinda warm that shit don't phase me

I'm too rough too rugged now that doesn't sound so easy does it

Thought I was going back to Cali' where I knew I wasn't

I sent a 'Murder Gram' solo in a black van

I'm claiming knuckle game stomp you with my Timberland

'Mr Goodbar' licking all the rough stuff

I'm kicking down your door with condoms in a rudder-put

You wanna find me come to Farmers Boulevard

And you can hear me eat 'em up just ask for Todd

Uh and I'm the funkadelic relic

Yeah I'm the funkadelic relic

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

Yeah and it's the funkadelic relic

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

Yeah I'm the funkadelic relic

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

Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk

Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk

Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk

Bring in the funk

Bring in the funk baby bring in the funk

Bring in the funk

Bring in the funk baby bring it in

Bring it