:15:04
What the hell you doin'?
:15:06
Gettin' my drum.
:15:08
Nah, nah, see...
:15:09
these are for A&T drumline only...
:15:11
P-1 s.
:15:12
You are not a P-1 .
:15:13
You are a crab.
:15:15
Now take it off.
:15:17
I'll take it off
when you calm down.
:15:18
Group: Ooooh.
:15:21
Everybody clear outta here.
:15:25
Now!
:15:40
Boy, don't you
ever disrespect me.
:15:42
Dog, you gotta give respect to get it.
:15:46
What, you threatened by me?
:15:48
I don't know shit about you, crab.
:15:50
Nah?
:15:51
So, you don't know
how your man, Dr. Lee...
:15:53
came all the way to the N.Y.
to sit in my living room...
:15:55
and tell my mom
how much this band needs me?
:15:57
I don't give a damn
if he stayed in your mama's bed.
:16:01
I own the drumline.
:16:04
You wanna get down,
you come through me.
:16:07
Now take off my drum.
:16:19
Your raggedy-ass shit...
:16:21
is right over there.
:16:29
Buck Wild: Let's go!
:16:31
Iron Man:
If you can't hang...
:16:32
put your drum in storage...
:16:33
and go home!
:16:34
Now, move your ass, lift your feet,
and you'll make it to the top!
:16:37
Buck Wild:
Y'all can't wear my colors...
:16:38
runnin' like that!
:16:39
Let's go, Uncle Ben.
:16:41
I bet your country ass
would run faster if I had...
:16:42
one of your grandmama's
hot butter biscuits.
:16:44
I guess it ain't white boy day, is it?
:16:47
Come on. Let's roll.
:16:48
Come on, tubas.
Let's go.
:16:50
Come on, boy.
:16:52
That's why your raggedy ass
gets a raggedy drum.
:16:54
Boy, you gonna graduate
in that white T-shirt. Damn!
:16:57
[Chanting Cadences]