NOW THIS IS THE 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 I WAS BORN AND RAISED
ON THE PLAYGROUND IS 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 MAKIN' TROUBLE IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD.
I GOT IN ONE LITTLE FIGHT AND MY MOM GOT SCARED,
AND SAID "YOU'RE MOVIN' WITH YOUR AUNTIE AND UNCLE IN BEL 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 COULD SAY THAT THIS CAT WAS RARE,
BUT I THOUGHT "NAH FORGET IT, YO HOME TO BEL AIR."
I PULLED UP TO THE HOUSE ABOUT SEVEN OR EIGHT,
AND I YELLED TO THE CABBY "YO HOMES, SMELL YA LATER."
LOOKED AT MY KINGDOM, I WAS FINALLY THERE,
TO SIT ON MY THRONE AS THE PRINCE OF BEL AIR.