I write Code
[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
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[Verse 3]
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 tryna 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!"
[Verse 4]
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