Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned up side 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 phillidelphia born and raised on playground it 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 into one little fight and my mom got scared she said ‘you’re movin’ up 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 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 bel air like Hmm this might be allright

But wait i hear there prissy, bourgeois all that is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat
I don’t think so il see when i get there i hope there prepared for the prince of bel air

Well the plane and when i came out there was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out i aint trying to get arrested yet i sprang with quickness like lightning disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and it had a 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 seven or eigth and i yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’ i looked at my kingdom i was finaly there to sit on the throne as the prince of bel air