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[Zovistograt]

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 they 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 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 home to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby yo holmes smell ya later
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

This is a tale explaining the manner in which
My way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started
If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location
And I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California commonly referred to as Bel-Air (coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778)

In the western region of the "City of Brotherly Love" known as Philadelphia my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood in my mother's care
The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc.
I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature
Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my friends
When a couple of gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief
Began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived
I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being
And she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister's husband in the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air

I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver and as the driver approached
I observed his California vanity plate which in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word "fresh" and from his rearview mirror dangled a pair of oversized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games
In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique
Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community of Bel-Air

We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o'clock
And in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odor through my sense of olfaction
I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival
Where I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the community of Bel-Air as monarch

I want the mp3 of that

[yes.derek]

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 they 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 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 home to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby yo holmes smell ya later
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

This is a tale explaining the manner in which
My way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started
If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location
And I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California commonly referred to as Bel-Air (coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778)

In the western region of the "City of Brotherly Love" known as Philadelphia my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood in my mother's care
The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc.
I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature
Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my friends
When a couple of gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief
Began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived
I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being
And she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister's husband in the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air

I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver and as the driver approached
I observed his California vanity plate which in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word "fresh" and from his rearview mirror dangled a pair of oversized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games
In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique
Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community of Bel-Air

We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o'clock
And in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odor through my sense of olfaction
I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival
Where I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the community of Bel-Air as monarch

Eternal win.

[Deathdoom]

My sister goes there!

So go right ahead

[Syncopathic]

thread=win

[L10]

lol

[Nox]

So ZDGK, gone through puberty yet?