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 listenin' to cold-crushed tapes to get sold   I set my demo in a Silvia treated me cold   Time flew 'cause I was gettin' 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 kickin' down the door-crushed cool box   'Rockin' the bells' like a madman dissin' me   Event-flippin' 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 makin' records, now alla the girls are on my tip   I'm sleepin' 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 tryin' 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 gettin' ugly   I waited a year for the results, I'm triple platinum   We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' 'em      I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it   Tripplin' '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   Puttin' out till da break of dawn', tell me what sucker?   Cops harass me illegal search motherfucker      I'm just a brother makin' jams now I got a name   I still remember chillin' with my pistol on the train   I'm sayin' two to this I'm representin' 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 sloppin' up and down the blocks   There never was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself   When all the punks on top of everybody else, but      In '92 and '93 I'm makin' history   The largest motherfuckin' 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 claimin' knuckle game, stomp you with my Timberland   'Mr. Goodbar' lickin' all the rough stuff   I'm kickin' 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