all about howMy life got flipped-turned upside downAnd I liked to take a minuteJust sit right thereI'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel AirIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guysWho were up to no goodStartin making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredShe said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suite case and send me on my wayShe gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.First class, yo this is badDrinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait I hear there're prissy, wine all thatIs Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?I don't think sowI'll see when I get thereI hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name outI ain't trying to get arrestedI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say this cab is rareBut I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
8/24/2008 9:28:25 AM
8/24/2008 9:30:20 AM
ntlb
8/24/2008 9:31:06 AM
Tdubbers do not read long posts.
8/24/2008 9:31:41 AM
hi cyphr sonic
8/24/2008 9:31:43 AM
^hi
8/24/2008 9:36:26 AM