Now this is a story, all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. 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. In West Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is 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, they were up to no good, started making trouble in our neighborhood! I got in one little fight, and my mom got scared, she said "you're moving in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!" I whisted for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "FRESH" and 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 you later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
Originally posted by BullitNutz
Now this is a story, all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. 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. In West Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is 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, they were up to no good, started making trouble in our neighborhood! I got in one little fight, and my mom got scared, she said "you're moving in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!" I whisted for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "FRESH" and 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 you later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
Talk about Old Skool yo.