I PULLED UP TO THE HOUSE ABOUT SEVEN OR EIGHT I YELLED TO THE CABBIE YO HOMES SMELL YOU LATER LOOKED AT MY KINGDOM I WAS FINALLY THERE TO SIT ON MY THRONE AS THE PRINCE OF BELAIR

I WHISTLED FOR A CAB AND WHEN IT CAME NEAR THE LICENSE PLATE SAID FRESH AND THERE WERE DICE IN THE MIRROR IF ANYTHING I COULD SAY THIS CAB WAS RARE BUT I THOUGHT NAH FORGET IT YO HOME TO BELAIR!

IN WEST PHILADELHPUA BORN AND RAISED
ON THE PLAYGROUNDS IS WHERE I SPENT MOST OF MY DAYS
CHILLIN OUT, MAXIN, RELAXIN ALL COOL,
AND SHOOTIN SOME B-BALL OUTSIDE OF THE SCHOOL
WHEN A COUPLE OF GUYS WHO WERE UP TO NO GOOD, STARTED MAKING TROUBLE IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD
I GOT IN ONE LITTLE FIGHT AND MY MOM GOT SCARED SHE SAID "YOU'RE MOVIN WITH YOUR AUNTIE AND UNCLE IN BELAIR

AND I'D LIKE TO TAKE A MINUTE JUST SIT RIGHT THERE
I'LL TALL YOU HOW I BECAME PRINCE OF A TOWN CALLED BELAIR

NOW THIS IS A STORY ALL ABOUT HOW MY LIFE GOT FLIPPED TURNED UPSIDE