In West Philadelphia born raised, on the playground is where I spend most of my days. Chillin’ out maxin’ and relaxin’ all cool, all shooting some b-ball outside o 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 to a town called Bell 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 can say the discount was rare, but I thought man forgot yo homes the Bell Air. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and called to the cabbie, yo homes smell you later. I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, take a seat on my throne as the Prince as Bell Air.
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