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 became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
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 became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
[Verse 2]
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 mom got 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 gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my Walkman on and said "I might as well kick it"
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, 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
[Verse 3]
Well, uh
The plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude, looked like a cop, standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet, I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared
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 could say that this cab was rare
But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air!"
[Verse 4]
I pulled
Up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo', Holmes, smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
Nu er dette en historie om, hvordan
Mit liv blev vendt vendt på hovedet
Og jeg vil gerne tage et øjeblik, bare sidde lige der
Jeg vil fortælle dig, hvordan jeg blev prinsen af en by, der hedder Bel-Air
[Vers 2]
I West Philadelphia født og opvokset
På legepladsen er hvor jeg tilbragte de fleste af mine dage
Chillin 'out, maxin', relaxin 'alt cool
Og alle shootin 'nogle b-ball udenfor skolen
Når et par fyre, der var op til ikke noget godt
Startede makin 'problemer i mit kvarter
Jeg fik i en lille kamp, og min mor blev bange
Og sagde "du movin" med din tante og onkel i bel-air "
Jeg bad og bad om dagen efter dag
Men hun pakket min kuffert og sendte mig på min vej
Hun gav mig et kys, og så gav hun mig min billet
Jeg sætter min Walkman på og sagde: "Jeg kunne lige så godt sparke det"
Første klasse, det er dårligt
Drikker appelsinsaft ud af et champagne glas
Er det hvad folk i Bel-luft lever som?
Hmm, det kan være okay
Men vent, jeg hører, de er prissy, borgerlige, og alt det
Er denne slags sted, at de skulle sende denne seje kat?
Jeg tror ikke det, jeg vil se, når jeg kommer derhen
Jeg håber, at de er forberedt på Prince of Bel-Air
[Vers 3]
Nå, Uh.
Flyet landede og da jeg kom ud
Der var en fyr, lignede en politimand, der stod der med mit navn ud
Jeg forsøger ikke at blive arresteret endnu, jeg kom lige her
Jeg sprang med hurtigheden som lyn, forsvundet
Jeg fløjtede til en kabine og da den kom tæt på
Licenspladen sagde 'frisk' og den havde terninger i spejlet
Hvis noget jeg kunne sige, at denne førerhus var sjælden
Men jeg troede "nah, glem det, yo, Holmes, til Bel-Air!"
[Vers 4]
Jeg trak
Op til et hus omkring syv eller otte
Og jeg råbte til cabbie "yo", holmes, lugter dig senere "
Jeg kiggede på mit rige, jeg var endelig der
At sidde på min trone som prins af bel-air