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Joined:  12 Sep 2019
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Now this is a 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. Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, And all 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 and my mom got scared, And said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air". I begged and pleaded with her day after day, But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She 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 bad, Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass... Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmm, this might be all right. But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, and all that, Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there. I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Bel-Air. Well, uh, The plane landed and when I came out, There was a dude, looked like a cop, standing there with my name out... I ain't trying to get arrested yet, I just got here, I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared. 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, Holmes, to Bel-Air!". I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo', Holmes, smell ya later", I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.


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