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 howI became the prince of a town called Bel-Air



In West Philadelphia,

born an' raised,

on the playground is where i spent mosta my days,

Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool,

An' all shootin some B-ball outside of the school,

When a couple o' guys who were up to no good,

Started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood,

I got in one little 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 i came near,

The license plate said 'Fresh',

And had dice in the mirror,

If anything i could say that this cab was rare,

But I thought 'Nah, forget it - Yo, home to Bel-Air!'



I pulled up to the house at bout seven or eight,

I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo home, smell ya later!'

I looked at my kingdom,

I was finally there!

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!