>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