Don't let these n****rs be as sassy as they have been in the past. Now, another thing, Lord, I want to speak about. In the 1930s, Zora Neale Hurston returned to her home town of Eatonville, Florida, to collect and record the oral histories, songs, and sermons, many dating back to slavery times, that she remembered hearing as a child. But I don't mean for you to come in a hell of a storm like you did last year-kicking up racket like n****rs at a barbecue. In Mules and Men, some of the rich cultural heritage of black America is revealed and preserved. Our crops is all burning up and we'd like a little rain. I don't worry and bother you all the time like these n****rs-asking you for a whole heap of things that they don't know what to do with after they git 'em-so when I do ask a favor, I want it granted. This is a white man and I want you to hear me. "Lord, first thing, I want you to understand that this ain't no n****r talking to you. He had prayed for rain last year and it had rained, so all de white folks 'sembled at they church and called on Brother John to pray agin, so he got down and prayed: “Well, it come a famine and all de crops was dried up and Brother John was ast to pray.
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