Fresh Prince

Will Smith

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Now this is a story, all about how

My life got flipped, turned upside-down

And Id like to take a minute

Just sit right there

Ill tell you how I became the prince

Of a town called Bel-Air

In west Philadelphia, born and raised

On a playground is where i spent most of my days

Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool

And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school

When a couple of guys they were up to no good

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

And said youre 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 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 a house about seven or eight

i yelled to the cabbie yo home, smell you later

looked at my kingdom i was finally there

to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air

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Readable chord sheet for Fresh Prince by Will Smith

[Am]Now this is a story, [Em]all about how

[G]My life got flipped, [Dm]turned upside-down

[Am]And Id like to take a minute

[Em]Just sit right there

[G]Ill tell you how I became the prince

[Dm]Of a town called Bel-Air

[Am]In west Philadelphia, born [Em]and raised

[G]On a playground is where i spent most of[D] my days

[Am]Chilling out, maxing, rela[Em]xing all cool

[G]And all shooting some b-ball outsi[Dm]de of the school

[Am]When a couple of guys they were up to no[Em] good

[G]Started making trouble in my neighbor[D]hood

[Am]I got in one little fight and my mom[Em] got scared

[G]And said youre moving with your auntie and uncle in Be[D]l-Air

[Am]i whistled for a cab and when[Em] it came near

[G]the license plate said fresh

[D]and had dice in the mirror

[Am]if anything i could say that thi[Em]s cab was rare

[G]but i thought nah, forget it

[Dm]yo home to bel-air!

[Am]i-pulled- up to a house about seven o[Em]r eight

[G]i yelled to the cabbie yo home, [D]smell you later

[Am]looked at my kingdom i was finally[Em] there

[G]to sit on my throne as the prince of[D] bel-air

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