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The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air Intro 
Medium
by Will Smith
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Now, is a story
All about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
sit there
I'll you how I became the prince
Of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia, born and raised
On the is where I spent most 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 trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one fight
And my mom got scared
She said you're moving your auntie
And uncle in Bel Air
I begged and with her day after day
But she 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 as well kick it
class, yo, this is bad
orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel Air living like
(Hmm) This be alright
I whistled for a cab
And it came near
The plate fresh
And it had a dice in the mirror
If I can say this cab was rare
But I now forget 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 looked at my kingdom
I was 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
sit there
I'll you how I became the prince
Of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia, born and raised
On the is where I spent most 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 trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one fight
And my mom got scared
She said you're moving your auntie
And uncle in Bel Air
I begged and with her day after day
But she 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 as well kick it
class, yo, this is bad
orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel Air living like
(Hmm) This be alright
I whistled for a cab
And it came near
The plate fresh
And it had a dice in the mirror
If I can say this cab was rare
But I now forget 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 looked at my kingdom
I was there
To sit on my throne
As the of Bel Air
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