Fresh Prince of Hell Air

Now, this is a story all about how my soul died and gone down to helland I'd like to take a minute just sit right there i'll tell you how I became the prince of a realm called Hell Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised on the barren field was where I spent most of my days worshippin' Satan and be mixin' those Satanic records and all burnin' pictures of my parents When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started preaching about Jesus in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and I got shot by them popo I saw Satan and he said 'You're movin' your soul and life to Hell Air'

I worshipped and thanked with Satan day after day But Satan gave me a bad job She gave me a whip and then she gave me my spanking I put straps on and said, 'I might as well feel it'

Private hellraiser, yo this is good Drinking innocent people's blood out of a champagne glassIs this what the people of Hell-Air living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear they're rapists, pedophiles, all that Is this the type of blood that they just send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get promoted I hope they promote to a better job.

Well, the job ended and when I came out There was Satan standing there with my name out I am gonna get promoted I just started working I sprang with the quickness like lightning, worshipped him

I whistled Hell's song and he came near His horns were fresh and he had spikes as a dick If anything I could say that this man was my savior But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'HAIL SATAN'

Satan talked to me about which was better 7 or 6 And I yelled to the Satan '666 Satan then touched my crotch and told me I was now the Prince of Hell Air and now I finally sit here in my throne as the Prince of Hell Air