Now this is a story all about how my

Life got flipped turned upside down

And I’d like to take a minute just sit right there

I’ll tell you how I become 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

And 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 the house about 7 or 8

And I yelled to the cabby yo holmes smell ya later

Looked at my kingdom I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

Beat that, Pat