[Simo Häyhä]

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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-AirIn 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 begged and pleaded with her day
after day,butshe packed my suitcase and sent me on my
wayShe gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticketI put my walkman on and saig 'I´d might as well
kickin'First class, 'Yo, this is bad'
drinkin orange juice out of a champange glass'Is this
what the people of Bel Air live like?''Hmm..
this might be allright!'The way I´d hear the percy,
boots white and allI had to sit as I have a place of they
just in this school cat'I don´t think so',
'I see what i get there'I hope they´re prepared
for the Prince of Bel Air!Well I, tha plain land and
when I came outthere was a dude look like a cop
standin' there with my name out'I ain´t trying
to get arrested yet, 'I just got here'I sprang
with the quickness like light has disappearedI
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!
-metzger