So I got some nine lifes and started skiing them. After the first day the topsheets started to chip pretty heavily. WTF. so the next day i started tohit some rails and boxes and it only got worse. I bought the ski because of how dope the topsheet is and now its ruined. I called surface and emailed them with no response. after a few more days of shredding I cracked an edge!! I saveed a lot of money for these because my favorite skiers ride them and im pissed. so yesterday i told my parents about it 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 suite case and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'. First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright. But wait, I hear the prissy, booze, whine, 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. Well uh, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out. I ain't trying to get arrested yet.
I just got here!
I sprang with the quickness, like lightening disappeared. 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 is that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Man forget it' - 'Yo home to Bel Air'. I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked to my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air