ManScouts - The Fresh Punk of Bel-Air(Demo) | Текст песни

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In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most
of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And shooting 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 one lil fight and my mom got
scared
And said "You're moving 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 can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to
Bel Air!

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes
smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally
there
To sit on my throne as the punk of bel air

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