Will Smith / Jeffery Townes', "Fresh Prince of Bel-Air"
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down,
And I liked to take a minute, just sit right there,
And tell you how I became the prince of a man named Bill Ayers.
Just north of Nairobi-ah, born and raised,
But Hawaii is where I spent most of my days,
Shakin hands, schmoozin, flashin my smile,
And kneelin’ on my prayer mat once in awhile,
When a couple of cats with some radical ‘dos
Started makin sense about their social views,
I went to one little meetin’ and it jelled right there,
They said “You’re moving to Chicago with our mentor, Bill Ayres”
I swaggered to the plane and when it touched down
I noticed that the rich were RUNNIN the town,
If anything I could see myself as the mayor,
But I thought, nah, forget it, “Which home is Bill Ayers?!”
I pulled up to the house about a quarter past three
When he answered the door and bowed before me,
I looked at my kingdom; I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bill Ayers.
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute just sit right there
And tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
[verse 2]
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I Begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
[verse 3]
First class yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champaine glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
(From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/w/will-smith-lyrics/fresh-prince-of-bel,,Air-(Theme-song)-lyrics.html)
Hmm this might be allright
But wait I hear prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place they should send this cool cat
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
[verse 4]
Well ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my
name
out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
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 can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
[verse 5]
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
Submitted by: Casey Smith
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