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The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air Intro 
Medium
by Will Smith
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Now, is a story
All how
My life got flipped-turned down
And I liked to take a minute
sit right there
I'll you how I the prince
Of a Bel Air
In west Philadelphia, born and raised
On the is where I spent of my days
Chilling out maxing
Relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball
Outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Starting making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight
And my mom got scared
She said you're moving with auntie
And uncle in Bel Air
I begged and pleaded with her day day
But she my case
And send me on my way
She me a kiss
And then she me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said
I might as well kick it
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this the people of Bel Air living like
(Hmm) This might be alright
I for a cab
And it near
The license said fresh
And it had a dice in the mirror
If anything I can say that cab was rare
But I thought now it, yo, home to Bel Air
I pulled
Up to the house seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, yo homes, smell you later
I at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne
As the Prince of Bel Air
All how
My life got flipped-turned down
And I liked to take a minute
sit right there
I'll you how I the prince
Of a Bel Air
In west Philadelphia, born and raised
On the is where I spent of my days
Chilling out maxing
Relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball
Outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Starting making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight
And my mom got scared
She said you're moving with auntie
And uncle in Bel Air
I begged and pleaded with her day day
But she my case
And send me on my way
She me a kiss
And then she me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said
I might as well kick it
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this the people of Bel Air living like
(Hmm) This might be alright
I for a cab
And it near
The license said fresh
And it had a dice in the mirror
If anything I can say that cab was rare
But I thought now it, yo, home to Bel Air
I pulled
Up to the house seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, yo homes, smell you later
I at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne
As the Prince of Bel Air
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