Now this is the story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside down And Id like to take a minute just sit right there Ill tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air In west philadelfia born and raised On the playground where I spent most of my days Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys said were up in no good Started making trouble in my neighbourhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said youre moving with your aunte and uncle in bel-air. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the Licensplate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you later Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle my throne as the prince of bel-air.
I like how you said Canada>USA first, we are the cool party upstairs that everyone wants to go up to smoke the cannons at. :wub:
7:Knockers> how'd you do it Paul?
7:Knockers> sex? money? power?
7:PaulOakenfold> *puts on sunglasses* *flies away*
1:vys> I EVEN TOLD MY MUM I WON A PIZZA
7:Knockers> the suns not yellow, its chicken
7:Salu> that's drug addict talk if i ever saw it
1:chuckle> im tired of seeing people get killed and other people just watching simply saying "MURDER. RACISM. BAD"
1:chuckle> ive watched the video twice now
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