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I was walking home from my job, when a man in a trench coat started to follow me. |
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I made a turn to try and loose him, but I |
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I was about to get to my house, when he caught me. He got out an axe from his trench coat, raised it above his head, |
I was about to get to my house, when he caught me. He got out an axe from his trench coat, raised it above his head, |
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When a couple of guys who were upto no good |
When a couple of guys who were upto no good |
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Startin' makin' trouble in my neighborhood |
Startin' makin' trouble in my neighborhood |
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I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there |
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there |
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To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air |
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air |
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Latest revision as of 01:36, 20 October 2022
I was walking home from my job, when a man in a trench coat started to follow me.
I made a turn to try and loose him, but I couldn't.
I started to run, and he started running too. He was as fast as a cheetah.
I was about to get to my house, when he caught me. He got out an axe from his trench coat, raised it above his head,
When a couple of guys who were upto no good
Startin' makin' trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil' fight and my mom got scared
She 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 can say this cab is rare
But I thought now forget it yo homes to Bel Air
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabyo homes, smell ya later
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
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