NOW THIS IS THE STORY, ALL ABOUT HOW
MY LIFE GOT FUCKED TURNED UPSIDE DOWN
NOW I'D LIKE TO TAKE A MINUTE JUST SIT RIGHT THERE
ABOUT HOW I BECAME THE PRINCE OF A RING CALLED BEL-AIR.

IN THE SLUMS OF ALTERNIA BORN AND RAISED
BENT AT MY HIVE IS WHERE I SPENT MOST OF MY DAYS
CHILLIN OUT MAXIN ATTACKIN ALL COOL
AND ALL CULLING SOME ASSHOLES OUTSIDE OF THE SCHOOL
WHEN A COUPLE OF SHMUCKS THAT WERE NOT WORTH A THING
STARTED MAKING TROUBLE IN MY LAWNRING
I GOT ONE LITTLE CUT AND DAMN I GOT SCARED
I THOUGHT "I'M MOVING WITH MY LUSUS TO A TOWN CALLED BEL-AIR."

I WHISTLED FOR A SHIP AND WHEN IT CAME NEAR
THE LICENSE PLATE SAID THRESH AND IT HAD DICE IN THE MIRROR
AND I WAS THINKING "DUMB FUCKING SHIP OVER THERE"
THEN I SAID "HEY YOU NOOKSNIFFER BRING ME TO BEL-AIR!"

I
PULLED
UP TO THE HIVE AROUND FOUR OR SO LOST
AND I YELLED TO THE SHIP GUY "THANKS, NOW GO FUCK OFF!"
LOOKED AT MY KINGDOM I WAS FINALLY THERE
TO TROLL ON MY THRONE AS THE PRINCE OF BEL-AIR.