Now this is a story of all about how my life got flip-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, cnilling out , maxing, relaxing all, cooling all shooting some b-ball outside of the school, when a coup*e of guys, they were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighbourhood, i got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your aunty 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 kiss and she gave me my ticket, i puy 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!
But wait, i hear the prissy, bourgeois and all that, is this the type of place they want t send this cool cat? I don't think so. I'll see wen i get there, i hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel Air.
Well uh, when the plane landed and i came out, there was a dude looked like a cop standing there with my name out. I aint trying to get arrested yet, i just got here, so i sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared.
I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the licence 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. Uo jome to Bel Air!".
I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and i yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, smell you later!". I looked at my kingdom, i was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel Air!
Wow... That was rather surprising.
I think everyone knows what i was typing.
In west Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where i spent most of my days, cnilling out , maxing, relaxing all, cooling all shooting some b-ball outside of the school, when a coup*e of guys, they were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighbourhood, i got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your aunty 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 kiss and she gave me my ticket, i puy 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!
But wait, i hear the prissy, bourgeois and all that, is this the type of place they want t send this cool cat? I don't think so. I'll see wen i get there, i hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel Air.
Well uh, when the plane landed and i came out, there was a dude looked like a cop standing there with my name out. I aint trying to get arrested yet, i just got here, so i sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared.
I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the licence 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. Uo jome to Bel Air!".
I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and i yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, smell you later!". I looked at my kingdom, i was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel Air!
Wow... That was rather surprising.
I think everyone knows what i was typing.
28-Jun-2013 16:52:11
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