minding my biz. when a couple of guys,
they 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 moving with your auntie in bel aire.
i yelled for a cab and when it came near,
license plate said fresh and there was dice in the mirror.
if i could say anything that this cab was rare,
but i thought man, forget it, yo ho! to bel aire.
i. pulled. up to a house about seven and i rang.
i yelled to the cabbie "yo, homes! smell ya later!"
i looked at my kingdom i was finally here.
to sit on my throne as the prince of bel aire.
fo' eva' fresh.
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