RIP BEL-AIR

now this is a story all about how
my life got /x/'d, turned upside down
now I'd like to take a minute, just pardon me
I'll tell you how I became the prince of the land of zombies

In west philidelphia, born and raised
on the playground is where I spent most of my days
chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
and all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
when a couple of guys
they were pretty much dead
said they'd eat the brains from out my big old head
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
she said:
"you're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air"

I whistle for a cab
but nothing came...

You see, there were fucking zombies all over the place. I doubt Bel-Air is even still around, let alone my auntie and uncle. We are fucked, man. FUCKED.

oh god, I hear something coming...

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Originally uploaded on /x/ on November 28, 2008

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