作词 : Smith, Williams 作曲 : LL Cool J & Marlon Williams 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 **** off Sixteen now, it's about the time to set my first hit off' I Need A Beat', it was a smash on the DLBut 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, **** 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 badWhen 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 **** is major Puttin' out till da break of dawn', tell me what sucker? Cops harass me illegal search ************ 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 ************' street, that ain't no mystery The baddest rapper ever born, you think I'm crazy? I heard your albums' kinda warm, that **** 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 ToddUh, 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
作词 : Smith, Williams 作曲 : LL Cool J & Marlon Williams 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 **** off Sixteen now, it's about the time to set my first hit off' I Need A Beat', it was a smash on the DLBut 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, **** 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 badWhen 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 **** is major Puttin' out till da break of dawn', tell me what sucker? Cops harass me illegal search ************ 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 ************' street, that ain't no mystery The baddest rapper ever born, you think I'm crazy? I heard your albums' kinda warm, that **** 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 ToddUh, 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
