Now this is a story
all about how my life got flipped
turned upside down and
I'd like to take a minute
and sit right there
and tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.
In west Philidelphia born and raised,
in the playground is where
I spent most of my days,
chillin' out back and relaxin' all cool
and shootin' some b-ball outside of the school,
when a couple of guys
who were up to no good
started makin' trouble in my neighborhood,
I got in one little fight
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and my mom got scared
she said "your moving with your auntie and uncle in a town called Bel Air".
I whistled for a cab
and when it came near
the license plate said fresh
and it 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 the house about 7 or 8
and yelled to the driver "yo homes smell ya later!"
looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
to sit on my throne
as the prince of Bel Air

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