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Now this is a story, all about how my life got flipped, turned upside-down, And I'd like to take a minute, So just sit right there, 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, who 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 movin with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!' 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, home to Bel-Air!' I pulled up to a house about seven or eight, 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!