All you copy cats out there   Get offa my chip   'Cause I'm James Brown with the full, full force   Ain't takin' no lib      Hi, good God   James Brown, James Brown      Everyone on the street, listen to what I say   You walk around and say you're bad   It's time you do it that way      But here I am the man   Who started all and I'm glad   'Cause I'm number one, original   I know I'm bad      All you puritans, fightin' me so hard   Steal my rune and my sour and you think you're God   But I no teach you, I'm as good as gold   Check out brother Brown and then his soul      I'm real   I'm real, I'm the real super bad   And there's nobody out there good enough   To take the things I have      I'm real   I'm the real super bad   And there's nobody out there good enough   To take the things I have      Que pasa, que que pasa   Que pasa, people, que pasa, hit me      All you people think you got pull   But I take my voice of your record   That I'm paying full      Say, you're right for me   Stoned to the bone   And then you take my arms and my legs   And fight it 'cause you're on      Give me what I do   Listen, boys and girls   I know I'm nice, I'm so real   This is my world      All you copy cats out there, get offa my chip   'Cause I'm James Brown with the full, full force   I ain't takin' no lib      I'm real   I'm real, I'm the real super bad   And there's nobody out there good enough   To take the things I have      I'm real   I'm the real super bad   And there's nobody out there good enough   To take the things I have      Full force, can I take you to the bridge   Can I take you to the bridge?   Can I take you to the bridge?   Can I take you to the bridge?   Good God      There it is, James Brown   How is it about we get up an' do my thing?   Full force get busy one time   Knockin' on the doors ain't the place to be   I'm feelin' funky right now, baby      I'm real   Come on y'all, do the camel walk   And get the hop out your back, hit me      Get busy, yeah, make it funky   Hit me, get on the good foot   Hit me, get up   Cool time, papa got a brand new bag      Give it to me, give it to me   Give it to me, give it to me   Give it to me, give it to me   Give it to me, give it to me      I'm real   I'm real, I'm the real super bad   And there's nobody out there good enough   To take the things I have      I'm real   I'm real, I'm real super bad   And there's nobody out there good enough   To take the things I have      I'm real   I'm real, I'm real super bad   Nobody out there   Nobody out there      Nobody out there   Nobody out there      I'm real, I'm real   I'm real super bad, I'm the real super bad   And nobody out there good enough   To take the things I have