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- >Now, this is a story all about how
- >My life got flipped-turned upside down
- >And I liked to take a minute
- >Just sit right there
- >I'll tell you how I became the prenz of a town called Bel Air
- >
- >In northern Saxony born and raised
- >On the paintground was where I spent most of my days
- >Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
- >And all shooping up some clapfix outside of the school
- >When a couple of mods
- >Who were up to no good
- >Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
- >I got in one little ban and iLLMATIC got scared
- >He said 'You're movin' with your daddy and brahthahs in Bel Air'
- >
- >I whistled for a cab and when it came near
- >The license plate said fresh and it had some rocks on the mirror
- >If anything I can say this cab is rare
- >But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
- >
- >I pulled up to the thread 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 PRENZ of Bel Air
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