now this is a story all about how  my life got flipped turned upside down  and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there  I'll tell you how I become the prince of a town called Bel-Air    in west Philadelphia born and raised  on the playground is 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 makin' trouble in my neighborhood  I got in one little fight and my mon scared  and said you're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air  I begged and pleaded with her day after day  but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way  she give me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket  put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it  first class yo this is bad  drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass  is this what the people of Bel-Air live like  hmmm this might be all right  but wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois and all that  is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat  I don't think so I'll see when I get there  I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air    well uh the plane landed and when I came out  there was a dude looked like a cop standin' there with my name out  I ain't tryin' to get arrested yet I just got here  I sprang with the quickness like lightening disapeared  I whistled for a cab and when it came near  the licensce plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror  if anything I could say that this cab was rare  but I thought man forget it yo homes to Bel-Air    I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8  and I yelled to the cabbie yo homes smell ya later  looked at my kingdom I was finally there  to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air