(Bring in the baby, bring in the funk) 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, bring it in, it)
Todd Smith when nine years old When 'Sugarhill' was in I'm listenin' to tapes to get sold I set my in a Silvia treated me cold flew 'cause I was gettin' my shit off Sixteen now, it's about the time to set my hit off
'I Need A Beat', it was a on the DL But every time I did a show my name was 'Can't Without My Radio' drops I'm down the door-crushed cool box 'Rockin' the bells' like a madman me Event-flippin' the script-but then I made my 50 grand
All I wanted was a pencil, a little A little money in my and a Phillie to roll 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 the funkadelic relic, yeah (Bring in the baby, bring in the funk) And the funkadelic relic, yeah (Bring in the baby, bring in the funk) It's the funkadelic relic, (Bring in the funk baby, it in, bring it)
I tryin' to hear 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 means I need a girl to me down 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 sackin' '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 Another power move, switch my hat, the shit is major Puttin' out till da break of dawn', tell me sucker? Cops me illegal search motherfucker
I'm just a makin' jams now I got a name I still chillin' with my pistol on the train I'm sayin' two to this I'm hip hop Admit that I'm the man, it's time for me to get my
Yeah, and the funkadelic relic (Bring in the funk baby, in the funk) Yeah, and it's the relic (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, you're 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 makin' The largest motherfuckin' street, that ain't no The baddest rapper ever born, you think I'm I heard your albums' kinda warm, that shit phase me I'm too rough, too rugged, now that sound so easy does it Thought I was going back to Cali' where I I wasn't
I a 'Murder Gram', solo in a black van I'm claimin' knuckle game, stomp you with my 'Mr. Goodbar' lickin' all the stuff I'm kickin' down your door with in a rudder-put You wanna find me come to Farmers And you can me, eat 'em up, just ask for Todd
Uh, and I'm the funkadelic Yeah, I'm the funkadelic (Bring in the baby, bring it in, bring it) Yeah, and it's the relic (Bring in the baby, bring it in, bring it) Yeah, I'm the funkadelic (Bring in the funk baby, bring it in, it)
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