Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't see much of anyone since my son put me in this dump.
Whoa. Are you okay?
Yeah, it's not a murderer. It's just my little brother.
Sometimes, they don't take those hunger game checks seriously,
Fine. Okay, here we go.
Come on. She's a hot dish.
Stop cracking his back.
[Beat-boxing]
Wait, what are you talking about?
Yep, just calm down.
(All) Oh! Yeah.
and let me soak up some of these righteous rhymes.
Are you kidding me? Come on.
Doctor, doctor.
Oh, no.
in the Otisville production of Dreamgirls.
Come on, Rishi! ♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh
'Sup? I'm Mike, his son,
If I don't dance with this exquisite creature immediately,
Wait, it's cool. I got drawers on.
lets me come up for air.
all over my body, you pervert. Yeah, man.
But the new year is a chance
♪ so you best wear your thong ♪
are often fraught.
so why don't you just skedaddle on out
You're stressed out. Your brother's here.
that I feel safe right now.
It's like if Oscar Meyer's son was a vegetarian.
I'm gonna-- I feel sick.
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before you pursue this rap stuff?