Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I gotta tell you, I'm real grateful

I'm rich, bi-atch! (horn honking)

But you know what it is?

Could you call the nurse for me?

It will reveal the inner hearts of mankind.

it's on "Headphone Records," baby.

Tell your little friends that dreams do come true.

and keep the island close to me

(cheers & applause)

Your brother who smoked crills

I'm rich, bitch.

What these buttons do?

one night in the ghetto,

I don't cut mics, I rough mics up.

Now that he came out with them mix tapes

And my straightened-out types who be waitin' to hear

they just goddamn fools with it.

Put some treble in it, that's my word.

Oh, Billy, I shoulda left you dead, baby,

Much more than they could see is how it'll always be.

I'm serious, nigger, I can't hear outta this ear,

Oh, a camera, ooh-whee!

turn my headphones up.

'cause that, that was a killer.

You can't deny me, Billy!

Street Hoops, wanna play?

I said, what's your name, big man?

One house, two houses, third house.

Please, make some noise for my brothers, De La Soul.

hold up, nigger, I need some water.

We like to land and lay the brando way.

Ah, here it is.

Dave, I want you to meet my co-worker, Mike.

Here, grab your sticks, come on, let's go.

Gamma ray rapper make the Hulk snap.

with a butter knife for Fisticuff.