James Brown and The Famous Flames - The Payback

Hey, you gotta, gotta payback (the big payback)
Revenge
I'm mad (the big payback)
Got to get back
I need some get back!
Payback, payback (the big payback)
There it is
Payback
Revenge
I'm mad

You get down with my girlfriend, huh, that ain't right
Woo (talkin')
Hollerin', cussin', you want to fight
Payback is a thing you gotta see, hell
Never do any damn thing to me

You sold me out for chicken change (yes, you did)
Told me, yeah, they, they had it all arranged
You had me down and that's a fact
Now you, punk, you gotta get ready
For the big payback (the big payback)
That's where I land, Lord, for the big payback (the big payback)

I can do wheelin', I can do dealin' (yes, we 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)

Now brother getting ready, that's a fact
Get ready you, mother, for the big payback, hey (the big payback)
Let me hit 'em, hit 'em, Fred, hit 'em
Hey, hey, hey
Lord, Lord

You took my money, you got my honey
Don't want me to see what you doing to me
I could get back
I gotta deal with you
Gotta deal with you
Gotta deal with you, uh
Gotta deal with you
Hey, let me tell ya
Get down with my woman, that ain't right
You hollerin' and cussin', you want to fight
Looky, here
Don't do me no darn favor
I don't know karate, but I know ka-razor (yes, we do)

Huh, hey
Get ready, that's a fact, yeah
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 that Pappa can
Get ready for the big payback, hey (the big payback)
Hit 'em again

Ooh
Lord, Lord
Yeah, hey, get ready
I need it, I need a hit again
Same one
Same one
Same one
Hit me back
Ooh
Lord
The big payback

Sold me out for chicken change
You said my woman had it all arranged
Tried to make a deal, but she wanted to squeal
But I had my boys on her heels
Saw when she comin', told a lie
You broke down like you wanted to die

I don't care what she does
She gon' be doin' just like she was
Take those kids and raise them up
Show 'em how to drink out the righteous cup, uh
Take her, take that woman, it's one place she found
Just run that mother out of town
Make her get up, make her get up, get out
Make her get up, make her get up, get out
I'm mad, I want revenge, I want revenge, my (the big payback)
My patience ends, I want revenge
My patience ends, I want revenge
I want revenge, I want revenge (the big payback)
Can I get some hits? I need those hits
I need those hits, hit me

Ooh
Lord, I need those hits
Carry on, carry on
Pray for a melody (the big payback)
Woo (hey, the big payback)
Alright
Da-di-da-da, da-di-da-da, da-di-da-da

The big payback

Written by:
James Brown, John Starks, Fred Wesley

Publisher:
Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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