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Connecting to server… You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You: hey Stranger: hi You: what’s up? Stranger: im okkkk You: cool Stranger: i guess Stranger: you? You: My life is sucking right now You: I got in one little fight Stranger: why You: And my mom got all scared Stranger: oh You: She said “You’re movin with your auntie and uncle in belair” You: that’s SO far away Stranger: oh noes You: Log in to see images! Stranger: why did you fight Stranger: you should run, not fight You: Some guys who were up to no good started makin trouble in my neigborhood Stranger: how old r u You: I mean I was on the playgrond, chillin out maxin, relaxin all cool. Shoottin a little b-ball outside of the school. You: 16 Stranger: youngsta You: haha riight You: Wel when my plane landed I whistled for a cab Stranger: what You: and whe it came near, the liscense plate said fresh and there were fuzzy dice hanging on the mirror You: I was a little weirded out at first You: But I got over it and said “Yo Homes, to Bel Air!” Stranger: lol You: I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8. You: And I yelled to the cabbie “Yo Homes, smell ya later!” You: I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there. You: To sit on my throne as the prince of belair You: For real Stranger: hahah You: I know right? Stranger: maybe You: I mean a black dude from the ghetto just stuck into belair? You: meh You: anyway, what’s your name? Stranger: joona You: Nice. I’m Will Stranger: hello will Stranger: smith You: Log in to see images! You: CANT LET YOU DO THAT FOX You: 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 I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was 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 making 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 begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suite case and send 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’.
First clbum, yo this is bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glbum. Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear they’re prissy, wine all that Is Bel-Air the type of place they 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
Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out I ain’t trying to get arrested I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
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 is rare But I thought ‘Now forget it’ – ‘Yo homes to Bel Air’
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’ I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle my throne as the Prince of Bel Air Stranger: lol You: >_> You: fo real, homie You: zippa boppa dopea doop Stranger: word is bomb You: word Stranger: you into rap music? You: yeah, I write good family safe rhymes Stranger: lol You: And I act a bit too Stranger: omg You: wat Stranger: nothing Stranger: just keep doing it You: YOU ****ING TEASE You have disconnected. or send us feedback. Log in to see images!
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Posted On: 04/05/2009 10:57PM | View Wartooth118's Profile | # |