Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

God take the nigga's prayers and throw them in the garbage.

Yessir, Mr. Sturdyvant. I got it right here.

I'll tell you why. I'll tell you the truth.

Oh, Christ Almighty!

The train come up through Thomasville, then past Moultrie,

Eh, Slow Drag's right. I wouldn't worry about it.

I don't care if he do.

You know more about my fans than I do.

You gonna tell me how to do it?

- You ain't got nothing to do with it. - I don't care.

The band plays the intro, and then you say,

Mr. Irvin the one putting out the record.

She won't let him get a word in edgeways.

See, that's the shit I'm talking about.

Trying to talk to that gal Ma had with her.

♪ Jumping over in the sea ♪

Irv? Something happened with the recording. Check that mic.

I'm with Slow Drag. Let's go and get it rehearsed.

I know if the peoples hear the music, they'll buy it.

It ain't got no balls.

We doing my version. That's what Mr. Irvin told me.

Last I heard, he headed up north with that bag of his,

And have another session, so you can make some more money.

Hey, hey, hey. Good morning, Chicago.

Now I tried to talk him out of it,

Cutler, get him straightened out on how to do his part.

I got eyes, you got eyes. What are you gonna do?

"But can you dance?"

Ever since I was a little girl. I don't care what nobody else do.

Ma, can we just do it without the…

He went around working for the devil and everybody knowed it.

"Ma Rainey's Black Bottom," "Moonshine Blues."

I can play some good music now.

Ain't but four songs on the list.

You gonna travel with the show, you gotta look nice.

I'm gonna show you how spooked up I was by the white man.

The price is $5 apiece. Just like now.

Devil came by and he upped and sold him his soul.

Me and Sturdyvant. We decided...

Ma was the first. Don't you forget it.

Sylvester, tuck your clothes in.

♪ Didn't know which way to go ♪

And Irvin, he right there with the rest of them.

Then he heard a gunshot. Yeah. He stopped then, you know.

got to do his share, got to do his part.

Uh… Ma, the boys say he can't do it.

Honest. Cutler, he stepped on my shoe.

and give him a bottle of whiskey.

Better not let Ma see you ask her. That's what the man's trying to tell you.

I'mma tell you something. Reverend Gates.

Nobody said nothing about all that.

I was eight years old

- No. We just thought... - I ain't got no good sense.

I could look at Toledo and see what kind of band it is.

Sylvester, go introduce yourself. I'm through playing with Irvin.

I'm not putting up with any shenanigans. You hear, Irv? Irv?

Trying to tell us how to play.

- That's the way they taught me. - That's what I'm trying to say.

B… Boy, ain't nobody studying you. Cutler, go on and fix that.

Why didn't you tell me that when I first give them to you?

What's the problem?

Okay, I'll tell you what. I'll give you $5 apiece for 'em.

I don't need nobody to tell me nothing.

that he better pay the boy his own money.

I married a woman. A good woman.

You supposed to rehearse what you gonna play.

I'm gonna give your God a chance.

Cutler, here's the list of songs we're going to record.

Don't get Toledo mixed up in nothing.

I'm through with it. Try talking to a fool.

Christ sakes, get your Coke.

Cutler, your boys' sandwiches are here.

Find somebody else. He the ringtail leader.

- What you want me to do, huh? - Wanna go and fuck up my shoe like that.

- You keep messing with me... - Nobody studying you.

♪ When my daddy stay out late ♪

♪ They say "Your black bottom is really good" ♪

Hell, it ain't my fault. I ain't done nothing.

Soon she figured she hooked up to a heathen.

What are you doing?

We? That's every living colored man in the world

Yeah, you got, uh, monoxide, hydrogen, changing all the time.

Hey, I know how to have a good time as well as the next man.

I wrote a version of that song,

Nigga talking about life is fair and ain't got a pot to piss in.

"Now I'm gonna show you the best."

If you want to be one of them, uh, what you call virtuosos or something,