Funkadelic Relic

[Chorus: LL Cool J]

Yeah, (bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)

Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic

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

Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic

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

[LL Cool J]

James Todd Smith and 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) +I Need A Beat+, it was a smash on the DL

But everytime I did a show my name was mispelled

+Can't Live Without My Radio+ drops

I'm kickin' down the door-crushed cool box

+Rockin' the bells+ like a madman

dissin', event-flippin' the script-but then I made my first ?50,000

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!!

[Chorus: LL Cool J]

(Todd, get upstairs and take out that garbage)

And its the funkadelic relic

Yeah, (bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)

And its the funkadelic relic

Yeah, (bring in the funk baby, bring in the funk)

Its the funkadelic relic

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

[LL Cool J]

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' them

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

Trippin' them up, that was my style, but everybody bit it

Yo Marley, hit the remix, make it fresh with flavour

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, its time for me to get my props

[Chorus: LL Cool J]

Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic

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

Yeah, and its the funkadelic relic

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

Yeah, I'm the funkadelic relic

Yeah, (bring in the funk (uh) baby, bring it in, bring it)

Come on man!

[LL Cool J]

+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 +Murdergram+, 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 them up, just ask for Todd

[Chorus: LL Cool J]

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 its 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, uh)

(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)