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