Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'you're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air'
I begged and pleaded with her the other day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kissin' and she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said 'I might as well kick it'
First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmm this might be alright!
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
License plate said 'FRESH' and had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'nah forget it, yo homes to Bel-Air'
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby 'yo homes, smell you later'
I took a look at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
Designed by Nick Mullen
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