The cringe , it's a fun thing to see
Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who 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 movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave 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 what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that
Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
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 could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, home to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo home smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
English
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This was my childhood
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You have to write it upside down ɹıɐ ןǝq ɟo ǝɔuıɹd ǝɥʇ sɐ ǝuoɹɥʇ ʎɯ uo ʇıs oʇ ǝɹǝɥʇ ʎןןɐuıɟ sɐʍ ı ɯopbuıʞ ʎɯ ʇɐ pǝʞooן ı ,ɹǝʇɐן ɐʎ ןןǝɯs ǝɯoɥ oʎ, ǝıqqɐɔ ǝɥʇ oʇ pǝןןǝʎ ı puɐ 8 ɹo 7 ʇnoqɐ ǝsnoɥ ǝɥʇ oʇ dn pǝןןnd ı ,ɹıɐ ןǝq oʇ ǝɯoɥ 'oʎ, - ,ʇı ʇǝbɹoɟ 'ɥɐu, ʇɥbnoɥʇ ı ʇnq ǝɹɐɹ sɐʍ qɐɔ sıɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ ʎɐs pןnoɔ ı buıɥʇʎuɐ ɟı ɹoɹɹıɯ ǝɥʇ uı ǝɔıp pɐɥ ʇı puɐ ɥsǝɹɟ pıɐs ǝʇɐןd ǝsuǝɔıן ǝɥʇ ɹɐǝu ǝɯɐɔ ʇı uǝɥʍ puɐ qɐɔ ɐ ɹoɟ pǝןʇsıɥʍ ı pǝɹɐǝddɐsıp 'buıuʇɥbıן ǝʞıן ssǝuʞɔınb ǝɥʇ ɥʇıʍ buɐɹds ı ǝɹǝɥ ʇob ʇsnظ ı ʇǝʎ pǝʇsǝɹɹɐ ʇǝb oʇ buıʎɹʇ ʇ,uıɐ ı ʇno ǝɯɐu ʎɯ ɥʇıʍ ǝɹǝɥʇ buıpuɐʇs doɔ ɐ ǝʞıן pǝʞooן oɥʍ ǝpnp ɐ sɐʍ ǝɹǝɥʇ ʇno ǝɯɐɔ ı uǝɥʍ puɐ pǝpuɐן ǝuɐןd ǝɥʇ 'ןןǝʍ ɹıɐ-ןǝq ɟo ǝɔuıɹd ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ pǝɹɐdǝɹd ǝɹ,ʎǝɥʇ ǝdoɥ ı ǝɹǝɥʇ ʇǝb ı uǝɥʍ ǝǝs ןן,ı os ʞuıɥʇ ʇ,uop ı ¿ʇɐɔ ןooɔ sıɥʇ puǝs ʇsnظ ʎǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ ǝɔɐןd ɟo ǝdʎʇ ǝɥʇ sıɥʇ sı ʇɐɥʇ ןןɐ 'sıoǝbɹnoq 'ʎssıɹd ǝɹ,ʎǝɥʇ ɹɐǝɥ ı ʇıɐʍ ʇnq ˙ʇɥbıɹןɐ ǝq ʇɥbıɯ sıɥʇ ɯɯɯɯɯɥ ¿ǝʞıן buıʌıן ɹıɐ-ןǝq ɟo ǝןdoǝd ǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʍ sıɥʇ sı ˙ssɐןb ǝubɐdɯɐɥɔ ɐ ɟo ʇno ǝɔınظ ǝbuɐɹo buıʞuıɹp pɐq sı sıɥʇ oʎ 'ssɐןɔ ʇsɹıɟ ˙,ʇı ʞɔıʞ ןןǝʍ sɐ ʇɥbıɯ ı, 'pıɐs puɐ uo uɐɯʞןɐʍ ʎɯ ʇnd ı ˙ʇǝʞɔıʇ ʎɯ ǝɯ ǝʌɐb ǝɥs uǝɥʇ puɐ ssıʞ ɐ ǝɯ ǝʌɐb ǝɥs ʎɐʍ ʎɯ uo ǝɯ ʇuǝs puɐ ǝsɐɔ ʇıns ʎɯ pǝʞɔɐd ǝɥs ʇnq ʎɐp ɹǝʇɟɐ ʎɐp ɹǝɥ ɥʇıʍ pǝpɐǝןd puɐ pǝbbǝq ı ,ɹıɐ ןǝq uı ǝןɔun puɐ ǝıʇunɐ ɹnoʎ ɥʇıʍ ,uıʌoɯ ǝɹ,noʎ, pıɐs ǝɥs pǝɹɐɔs ʇob ɯoɯ ʎɯ puɐ ʇɥbıɟ ǝןʇʇıן ǝuo uı ʇob ı pooɥɹoqɥbıǝu ʎɯ uı ǝןqnoɹʇ buıʞɐɯ pǝʇɹɐʇs poob ou oʇ dn ǝɹǝʍ oɥʍ sʎnb ɟo ǝןdnoɔ ɐ uǝɥʍ ןooɥɔs ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝpısʇno ןןɐq-q ǝɯos uıʇooɥs ןןɐ puɐ ןooɔ ןןɐ ,uıxɐןǝɹ ,uıxɐɯ ʇno ,uıןןıɥɔ sʎɐp ʎɯ ɟo ʇsoɯ ʇuǝds ı ǝɹǝɥʍ sɐʍ punoɹbʎɐןd ǝɥʇ uo pǝsıɐɹ puɐ uɹoq ɐıɥdןǝpɐןıɥd ʇsǝʍ uı ɹıɐ ןǝq pǝןןɐɔ uʍoʇ ɐ ɟo ǝɔuıɹd ǝɥʇ ǝɯɐɔǝq ı ʍoɥ noʎ ןןǝʇ ןן,ı ǝɹǝɥʇ ʇɥbıɹ ʇıs ʇsnظ ǝʇnuıɯ ɐ ǝʞɐʇ oʇ ǝʞıן p,ı puɐ uʍop ǝpısdn pǝuɹnʇ-pǝddıןɟ ʇob ǝɟıן ʎɯ ʍoɥ ʇnoqɐ ןןɐ ʎɹoʇs ɐ sı sıɥʇ 'ʍou