Posted by JaxTJ at proxy3b.lmco.com on May 22, 2002 at 11:45:50:
In Reply to: Here's a little song that might help you... posted by Pimped-Out-Jedi-Knight on May 22, 2002 at 11:19:48:
: ...understand why everyone thinks you're silly.
: *ahem*
: Now this is a story all about how, my life got flip-turned upside down,
: Now I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there,
: I'll tell you how I came to be the prince of a town called Bel-Air
: West Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground was where I spent most of my days,
: Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, shootin' some b-ball outside of school,
: When a couple of guys, they were up to no good - started making trouble in my neighbourhood
: 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 put me on a plane and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put on my walkman and said, "Might as well kick it."
The plane took off and I was in first class
sippin orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmmmm... this might be all right
But wait hold up aren't they bougoise and all that?
Is that the type of place they should send this cool cat?
I don't know I'll se when I get there,
I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Bel Air
The plane landed and when I got out,
there was a dude looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I said I ain't tryin to get arrested yet I just got here
So I made my escape like lightnin disappeared
: I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said 'FRESH' and it had dice on the mirror
: If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought 'nah, forget, yo homes to Bel-Air!'
: I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8, and I yelled to the cabbie 'yo home, smell ya later'
: Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
: Now stop aggravating people, and enough with the 'holier-than-thou' facade. It's getting boring. Smelly.