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Well im waiting in the bar on the inside waiting for a ride on the outside.
You know Mo, I'll probably get ten years, so just give me beers till they get here. Ya i know the sun is coming up, and ya'll are prob gettin ready for closing up.
Yes it was meant to be
Romance is misery
So much for memories
And now I am headed to the penitentiary
See me on TV
The next cop series
I am a danger
I guess I should have did something about my anger
In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was 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 Startin 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 Bel Air!'
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
she give me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
first class yo this is bad
drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass
is this what the people of Bel-Air live like
hmmm 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