Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sit down. Anybody want anything?
Oh, man.
People want something more.
"Be lucky with the hours that you get.
See, that's what you get when you let 13-year-olds rap.
I came all the way over to this motherfucker. I want my money.
But I'm just saying, that shit sound like some bullshit!
Look, singed around the edges.
he's washed up!
Yeah, just me.
I'm talking about Facebook niggas as well as MySpace.
But it's over. You got a degree, nigga.
I think people are getting sick of all of it, you know?
and see some shit that most people never get to see.
like, 82 hours a day. So I went in,
Hey, yo, Steve. Uh, it's your boy, Otis.
Huh? You said you had something
7.50 a hour and the mortgage on this place is, like,
* The same spark That lights the dark *
This old nigga is old enough to be my dad
Yo, like, this is a miracle!
I said I would like to return this crack.
Mr. Punkassnificent!
Otis, it's over.
You ain't never seen no yayo?
Turn it up, man! Turn it up!
Rappers, you say? Oh, yeah.
Yo! I cannot believe this!
off my Wendy's checks. Oh, here we go.
and get paid, nigga. How do we do that?
Steve, I'm really sorry, man.
You a grown-ass man and you telling a 15-year-old
Everything's cool. Um, just time to make some bigger moves.
* Till the war is won Won *
Hell, yeah. Flo is my nigga.
Yo, that nigga does cocaine and he got a lot of paper.
How much you owe? Man, them motherfuckers
I don't know what to do. Well, get a job.
Of course I got that kind of money. Who is this guy?
which was, ironically, about stomping niggas in the nuts.