Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now- Now, Robert, listen.
Where your capri pants? What's goin' on?
Whoever type next -
For good?
Don't run, nigga. I see you.
What have I done?
Speak up, Robert! That was Mo, right?
IT'S MAYBELLINE
Mo loved the club.
Got you, nigga!
back to Whitesville, fake nigga?
Huh?
Yeah, but I haven't talked to him since I moved.
like your other so-called friends.
Hey, Erykah Ba-Dewey.
Whitecrest? Nah, nah, I didn't run...
How you gonna call yourself a revolutionary,
I got to hear this.
Of the war? Shoot. Ever.
Boy, you better stop rushin' me.
We can't hear a word you're sayin'.
I can let it go now, 'cause he's dead, and I'm not.
and you went up there and got up on the thing,
Oh, the hell with his punk-ass. What did he leave me?
? Ol' Mo's dead Dead, dead, dead?
But- But- But- But that was me.
Robert?