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| 2. |
| 6:58 |
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| 3. |
| 7:11 |
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| 4. |
| 12:49 |
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| 5. |
| 4:00 | 
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Ladies and gentlemen
Fellow Americans, lady Americans This is James Brown I wanna talk to you about one of our Most deadly killers in the country today I had a dream the other night, and I Was sittin' in my living room Dozed off to sleep So I start to dreamin' I dreamed I walked in a place and I saw a real strange, weird object Standin' up talkin' to the people And I found out it was heroin That deadly drug that go in your veins He says: I came to this country without a passport Ever since then I've been hunted and sought My little white grains are nothin' but waste Soft and deadly and bitter to taste I'm a world of power and all know it's true Use me once and you'll know it, too I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks I can make a good man forsake his wife Send a greedy man to prison for the rest of his life I can make a man forsake his country and flag Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag Some think my adventure's a joy and a thriller But I'll put a gun in your hand and make you a killer In cellophane bags I've found my way To heads of state, to children at play I'm financed in China, ran in Japan I'm respected in Turkey and I'm legal in Siam I take my addicts and make 'em steal, borrow, beg Then they search for a vein in their arm or their leg So, be you Italian, Jewish, Black or Mex I can make the most virile of men forget their sex So now, now, my man, you must (you know) do your best To keep up your habit until your arrest Now the police have taken you from under my wing Do you think they dare defy me, I who am king? Now, you must lie in that county jail Where I can't get to you by visit or mail So squirm -- with discomfort -- wiggle and cough (hack!) Six days of madness, hah, and you might throw me off Curse me in name! Defy me in speech! But you'd pick me up right now if I were in your reach All through your sentence you've become resolved to your fate Hear now! Young man and woman, I'll be waitin' at the gate Don't be afraid, don't run! I'm not chased Sure my name is Heroin! You'll be back for a taste Behold, you're hooked! Your foot is in the stirrup And make -- haste! Mount the steed! And ride him well For the white horse of heroin Will ride you to Hell! To Hell! Will ride you to Hell! Until you are dead! Dead, brother! Dead! This is a revolution of the mind Get your mind together And get away from drugs! That's the man! Back! Back |
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| 6. |
| 7:30 |
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Ow, hey
Tell me what you're Gonna do about that Tell me what you're gonna do I got to know about that Is your love for real Do you know how I feel Tell me what you're Gonna do about that I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Come on I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine looker Gonna make me prance Come on, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good fine loving Son of a gun Come on, hey Do ya, do ya I love you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Squeeze me tight Hold me right Make me know you're mine Do you need all my love Yes, it's always fine I want you, yes, I do With all my heart and soul I need you, yes, I do Don't let my love grow cold Ahhh, Good God I said it's good now I said, baby, it's good now Come on, bring me up Lift me up on the other side I said you got to lift me up On the other side You got to lift me I said, ah, on the other You got to lift me up Good God, come on Bring your, bring your Bring your, aaahhh Good God You got to lift me up On the other side You, you, you, you, you I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Hey, hey, hey I feel it You know that I feel it You know that I feel it I got ants in my pants And I need to dance Some big fine mama Come and give me a chance Hey, hey, hey You need someone to love you I'm the one I'm a good hard fighting Loving son of a gun |
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| 7. |
| 5:51 |
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| 8. |
| 5:47 |
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Que pasa people, que pasa ...hit me!
Ooh! Get on down like a... Unh! I wanna get on the good foot Ho! Good foot I got to get on the good foot-ah Going down to the crib Let all hang out Where soulful people knows what it's about-ah Going down to the crib And let it all hang out-ah Where soulful people knows what it's about-ah Where people do the sign and take your hands-ah And dancin' to the music James Brown band... mmm They're dancing on the good foot I got to get on the good foot Got to do it on the good foot Do it with the good foot Said the long-hair hippies and the afro blacks They all get together across the tracks And they PARTY Ho! On the good foot You know they dance on the good foot Dance on the good foot Ain't nothing goin' on now But the rent-ah A whole lotta bills and my money's spent Mmm And that's on my bad foot Whoa, unh You know my face gettin' short and I got the blues I got a funky job and I paid my dues on the good foot Ho! On the good foot I got to get on the good foot Hey! On the good foot Get on the good foot Come over! Hit it there You got to Get it Get it Sharper now, unh! Come on, get it-ah Hunh! On the good foot On the good foot Ho! On the good foot Get on the good foot On the good foot On the good foot Ho! Get on the good foot On the good foot Bass! Bass-ah! Get it there Get it there Ho! Now bass Play on it now Come on Get it-ah Get it Get on the good foot Ooh! I got to get on the good foot Ooh! Get on the good foot Ho! Take care of business, sister, I'm your fella |
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| 9. |
| 8:28 |
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| 10. |
| 3:49 |
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| 11. |
| 5:24 |
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| 12. |
| 3:15 |
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Heeeeeyow Think about the sacrifices that I made for you. Think about the good things I done for you. Now think of all the bad things I tried not to do baby baby. Think of all the wrong things you did to me too. Come on THINK~about the good things baby. THINK~about the wrong things maybe. THINK~baby about the right things. THINK~about the outta sight things. Lady before you leave me realize I'm the one who loves you. How much of all your happiness can I really claim. How many tears have you shed for which I was to blame. I I I dont remember what they brought. I tried so hard to please you , at least thats what I thought. Come on. THINK~about the good things baby. THINK~about the wrong things maybe. THINK~about the the things I would'nt do. THINK~what I done for you. Lady before you leave me realize I'm the one who loves you. Heeeeeey! Think of all the sacrifices I made for you. Think of all the good things wooo hoooo Think of all the bad things I tried not to do. When you get tired of me think about the good things done for you.Come on Reeee! THINK~babe about the good things. THINK~just sit on down and. THINK~just sit on down and. THINK~just sit on down. THINK~think think Heey heeeeeey. THINK~just think on baby. THINK~If you getting tired. THINK~sit on down. THINK~sit ahhhh. THINK~heeyy THINK~ heyyyy THINK~baby THINK~yeah. Think about the sacrifices I made for you. Think about the hard times I spent with you. Now think about the good things now think about the good things.Come on now. THINK~think baby. THINK~and don't you forget to. THINK~hey heyy. never never never make me fret. THINK~think think. THINK~heyy heeey THINK~ |
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| 13. |
| 2:21 |
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| 1. |
| 7:37 |
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hey! Gotta gotta pay back!! (The big payback) Revenge!! I'm mad (the big payback) Got to get back! Need some get back!! Pay Back! (the big payback) That's it!! Payback!!! Revenge!!! I'm mad!! Get down with my girlfriend, That ain't right!! Hollarin' cussin', you wanna fight Payback is a thing you gotta see Brother do any damn thing to me Sold me out, for chicken change (yes you did!!) Told me that they, they had it all arranged You had me down, and thats a fact Now you punk, You gotta get ready For the big payback!! (the big payback!!) That's where I am, the big payback (the big payback!!) I can do wheelin', I can do dealin' (yes you can!!) But I don't do no damn squealin' I can dig rappin', I'm ready!! I can dig scrappin' But I can't dig that backstabbin' (Oh No!!) The brother get ready!! Thats a fact!! Get ready you Mother, for the big payback (The big Payback!!) Let me hit 'em hit'em!! Hey Hey!! WOOOOOOOOOOOO! Took my money, you got my honey Don't want me to see what you doing to me I got to get back I gotta deal with you!! (4xs) Hey let me tell ya!! Get down with my woman, that ain't right! You hollarin' and cussin', you wanna fight!! Don't do me no darn favor, I don't know karate, but I know KA-RAZor!!!! (yes we do!!) Get ready thats a fact, Get ready you Mother for the big payback (the big payback!) Hey!! I'm a man! I'm a man! I'm a son of a man, but don't they tell ya then pappa can Get ready for the big payback (the big payback!!) Hit 'em again!! Get ready I need it, I need a hit again!! Say it once (3xs) Hit 'emagain!!(the big payback!!) Sold me out for chump change Said my woman had it all arranged Tryin' to make a deal, she wants to squeal But I had my boys on her heals Saw me comin', told a lie Went down like you wanted to cry I don't care what she does, she'll be doin' just like she was Take those kids and raise them up, Somebody teach em to be rightous tough Take her, take that woman, it's one place she found Just run that mother out of town!! Got to get up!! Got to get up, get out!! (2xs) I'm mad!! I want revenge, I want revenge (the big payback!!) I want revenge (3xs) (the big payback!!) Give me those hits!! I want some hits!! I need those hits, hit me!! |
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| 2. |
| 4:04 |
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| 3. |
| 4:07 |
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| 4. |
| 5:46 |
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| 5. |
| 13:52 |
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| 6. |
| 5:07 |
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| 7. |
| 8:15 |
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| 8. |
| 4:15 |
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| 9. |
| 4:11 |
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Funkytown, nasty
(Hey, listen to the man) Yeah, I'm the Godfather (baby) People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people We got to get over Before we go under Hey, country Thank you for using Top40db.com. Didn't say what you meant Just changed Brand new funky President Stock market going up Jobs going down And ain't no funking Jobs to be found Taxes keep going up I changed from a glass Now I drink out of a paper cup It's getting bad People, people We got to get over Before we go under Listen to me Let's get together and raise Let's get together And get some land Raise our food like the man Save our money like the Mob Put up a fight down on the job Tell em, Godfather Turn up your funk motor Get down and praise the Lord Get sexy, sexy Get funky and dance Love me, baby, love me nice Don't make it once Can you make it twice I like it People, people We got to get over Before we go under People, people Well, well, well Before we go under Turn on your funk motor I know it's tough Turn on your funk motor Until you get enough Hey, give yourself a Chance to come through Tell yourself, I can Do what you can do Hey, listen to the man I'm the Godfather Payback, cold-blooded People, people People, people Hey, people, people Don't you see what's going on People, people We got to get together Get on the good foot Change it, yeah Got to get together And get some land Raise our food just like the man Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I got to say it again We got to get together And buy some land Raise our food just like the man Save our money, do like the Mob Put up your fight right on the job We gotta get over Before we go under Time's getting short, Lord Country, do you know Just what I meant We just changed, we got A brand new funky President I need to be the Mayor So I could change Some things around here I need to be the Governor I need to be the Governor |
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| 10. |
| 3:04 |
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Wo! I feel good, I knew that I wouldn't of I feel good, I knew that I wouldn't of So good, so good, I got you Wo! I feel nice, like sugar and spice I feel nice, like sugar and spice So nice, so nice, I got you When I hold you in my arms I know that I can do no wrong and when I hold you in my arms My love won't do you no harm and I feel nice, like sugar and spice I feel nice, like sugar and spice So nice, so nice, I got you When I hold you in my arms I know that I can't do no wrong and when I hold you in my arms My love can't do me no harm and I feel nice, like sugar and spice I feel nice, like sugar and spice So nice, so nice, well I got you Wo! I feel good, I knew that I wouldn't of I feel good, I knew that I would So good, so good, 'cause I got you So good, so good, 'cause I got you So good, so good, 'cause I got you |
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| 11. |
| 2:54 |
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| 12. |
| 6:09 |
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| 13. |
| 7:22 |
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