This is from a couple of years ago when I performed James Brown's "King Heroin" during a James Brown tribute in New York with Chicago's own Chris Rob. The end gets cut off so here is the full piece...rest in peace JB!!
Ladies and Gentlemen Fella 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 Just dozed off to sleep So I started 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 vein He said...
I came to this country without a passport Ever since then I've been hunted and sought My little white grains are nothing but waste Soft and deadly, and bitter to taste But 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 the arm or the leg So be you Italian, Jewish, Black, or Mex I can make the most virile of men forget their sex So now... So 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 Six days of madness 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 Fear not, young man or woman... I'll be waiting at the gate And don't be afraid, don't run... I'll not chase Sure, my name is Heroin and 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 a demand.