King ****** (Single Version)

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 ******
That deadly drug that go in your veins
He says:
I came to this country without a passport
Ever since then Ive been hunted and sought
My little white grains are nothin but waste
Soft and deadly and bitter to taste
Im a world of power and all know its true
Use me once and youll 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 adventures a joy and a thriller
But Ill put a gun in your hand and make you a killer
In cellophane bags Ive found my way
To heads of state, to children at play
Im financed in China, ran in Japan
Im respected in Turkey and Im 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 ***
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 cant 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 youd pick me up right now if I were in your reach
All through your sentence youve become resolved to your fate
Hear now! Young man and woman, Ill be waitin at the gate
Dont be afraid, dont run! Im not chased
Sure my name is ******! Youll be back for a taste
Behold, youre hooked!
Your foot is in the stirrup
And make -- haste!
Mount the steed!
And ride him well
For the white horse of ******
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!
Thats the man!
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