Now this is a story
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All about how my life got flipped turned upside down
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And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
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I'll tell you how I become the prince of a town called Bel-Air
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In West Philadelphia born and raised
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On the playground is where I spent most of my days
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Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
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and all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school
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when a couple of guys who were up to no good
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started makin' trouble in my neighborhood
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I got in one little fight and
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my mom scared and said you're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air
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I begged and pleaded with her day after day
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but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
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She give me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
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put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
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First class yo this is bad drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass
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Is this what the people of Bel-Air live like?
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hmmm this might be all right
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But wait I hear they're prissy BOURGOISE and all that
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is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat
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I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
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Well uh the plane landed and when I came out
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There was a dude looked like a cop standin' there with my name out
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I ain't tryin' to get arrested yet I just got here
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I sprang with the quickness like lightening disappeared
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I whistled for a cab
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and when it came near
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the license plate said fresh
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and it had dice in the mirror
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if anything I could say that this cab was rare
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but I thought man forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
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I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
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and I yelled to the cabbie yo ho smell ya later
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Looked at my kingdom
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I was finally there to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
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Fresh Prince of Bel Air
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| DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince |
