• 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 was where I spent most of my days

    Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' 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 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 alright.

    But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

    Is this the type of place that they just 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, the plane landed and when I came out

    There was a dude who 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, home to Bel-Air."

    I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8

    And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo home 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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