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Anonymous
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Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped turned upside down, now I'd like to take a minute just sittin' right here, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air.
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 (they were up to no good) started makin' trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said, "you're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air". I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "FRESH" and there were dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was weird but I thought "Man whatever, you holmes to Bel-Air!"
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "Yo holmes, smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, sittin' on my throne, I was prince of Bel-Air.
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