THIS IS THE STORY ALL ABOUT HOW MY LIFE GOT TWIST TURNED UP SIDE-DOWN...AND ID LIKE TO TAKE A MINUTE JUST SIT RIGHT THERE AND ILL TELL ABOUT HOW I BECAME THE PRICE OF A TOWN CALLED BELAIRE.IN WEST PHILLIDALPHIA BORN AND RAISED ON THE PLAY GROUND THATS WHERE I SPENT MOST OF MY DAYS.....SHOOTIN' OUT WITH MAX AND RELAXIN ALL COOL AND SHOOTIN' SOME B-BALL OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL....WHEN A COUPLE OF GUYS THAT WERE UP TO NO GOOD, STARTED MAKIN TROUBLE IN MY NEIHBORHOOD, I GOT IN ONE LITTLE FIGHT AND MY MOM GOT SCARED....SHE SAID
"YOU MOVIN WITH ANTY AND UNCLE TO A TOWN CALLED BELAIRE"......I WISTLED FOR A CAP AND WHEN IT CAME NEAR, THE LISCENCE PLATE SAID "FRESH" AND THERE WERE DICE IN THE MIRRIOR, IF ANYTHING I COULD SAY THAT THIS CAB WAS RARE, BUT I THOUGHT NAH FORGET IT..YO HOME TO BELAIRE!....I PULLED UP TO THE HOUSE ABOUT 7 OR 8 AND YELLED TO THE CABER "YO HOME..SMELL YA LATER"..I LOOKED AT MY KINGDOM I WAS FINALLY THEREAS THE PRINCE OF BELAIRE........

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