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Read on the text of this song


In the beginning
Back in two thousand and nine
I didn't know 'bout a P-v-P game
'N I was lame
I once had M-Q
And I once had D-F
Hell, I didn't knew what I was gonna do
But Artix had the news, he said

Let there be B, and there was B
Let there be a, and there was a
Let there be sic, there was sic
Let there be ball, there was ball, ah
Let there be me

And I made a fac
Basicball was born
All across Delta V every bro
Was scared into the grave
And ED-MU got famous
The news feed got great
And in every vid there was an interestin' bit
With a top score on the hits
There was fifteen million fol'wers
Learnin' how to play
And you could hear the fingers tickin
And this is what they had to say

Let there be B, a, sic, ball, ah
Let there be me

One night in a forum called EDR
There was a 42 member activeness
And the topics were good
And the replies were chill
And the poster turned and he said to the crowd

I love you all!

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Now, this is the story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down, and I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, and I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air. 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 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 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, 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. 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, and 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 homes 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