Ll Cool J - Funkadelic Relic lyrics

[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 sh** 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, sh*t!! [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 sh** is major Puttin' out +Till Da Break Of Dawn+, tell me what s**er? Cops hara** me +Illegal Search+ motherf**er 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 motherf**in' street, that ain't no mystery The baddest rapper ever born, you think I'm crazy? I heard your albums' kinda warm, that sh** 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)