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The Epic Duna Mission!


RAINCRAFTER

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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, homes to Bel Air!'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8,

and I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later!'

I looked at my kingdom,

I was finally there,

to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.

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