Lyric 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)