• Become a prince of something(Make your own belair song)
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Oh god. Prince of belair, some awesome stuff. The song made the show even better. [U][I][B]Song:[/B][/I][/U] [URL="http://www.facepunch.com/#"]View YouTUBE video[/URL] [URL]http://youtube.com/watch?v=AVbQo3IOC_A[/URL] [U][I] Lyrics(real ones)[/I][/U] Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there 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 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 And 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 send 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 there'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 Well, 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 lightning, 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 that this cab was rare But I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air' I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air. [U][B]Contribution: [/B][/U] Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a site called Facepunch In South Georgia born and raised On the internet was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some trolls down outside of the pool 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 steam friends got scared And said 'You're movin' with your other friends and their friends in Facepunch' I begged and pleaded with them day after day But they packed my fannypack and send me on my way They gave me a slap and then she gave me my keyboard. I put my snuggie on and said, 'I might as well try it'. First forum, yo this isn't bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Facepunch Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright. But wait I hear there're prissy, sassy, and all that Is this the type of place that they should send this cool steam user? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of FP Well, the page loaded and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a mod standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get banned yet I just got here I backspaced with the quickness like lightning, went away I whistled for garry and when he came near His ass said fresh and it had dice in the zipper If anything I can say that this guy was rare But I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Facepunch!' I pulled up to the site about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes troll ya later' I looked at my new forum I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Facepunch [U][B]Now make your own prince of belair song.[/B][/U]
I'm too uncreative to do that.
[QUOTE=Saza;20522297]I'm too uncreative to do that.[/QUOTE] Let the prince save you.
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Working on one..gimme a minute...
Yes sir.
Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became test #29459 at Aperture Science In *INSERT HOME TOWN HERE* created and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some Gravity Gun b-ball outside of the school When a couple of scientists Who were up to no good Startin making trouble in my what used to be my neighborhood I got in one little fight and our combine leaders said And said 'You're movin' in with Glados into Aperture Science’ I begged and pleaded with the combine day after day But they kicked me out and sent me away on a train. They kicked me out I didn’t have much of an option. I put my walkman on and said, ‘This was a triumph!’. Last class, yo this is bad Drinking drain water that leaked through the ceiling Is this what the Aperture Living like? Hmmmm this is going to be terrible. But wait I hear there're robots, crazy machines and all that Is this the type of place that they should send this Android? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for test #29459 at Aperture Science Well, the train stopped and when I was forced out There was a dude who looked like a metrocop standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get arrested yet I just got here I tried to run but the guard knocked me out. Well shit. I screamed and hollered for help but no one seemed to care. They shoved me in the next vehicle to Aperture Science If anything I can say that this was *INSERT CUSS WORD HERE* But I thought ‘Well…guess it’s about time.’ I pulled up to the Relaxation chamber 9 And I Heard a voice come from the cameras that said ‘welcome to the relaxation chamber’ I looked at my relaxation chamber and the lab around me I was finally there To sit on my Companion Cube as Test #29459.
Very nice Murdoco, good timing too. With all the portal stuff going on.
[i]Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the Fuhrer of a town called Berlin In Braunau, Austria born and raised In Vienna was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And thinking of ways to annihilate the Jews When a couple of kikes Who were up to no good Started raising loans in my neighborhood I set up one little camp and Russia got scared They said "If you invade Poland, can we at least share?" I whistled for my car, and when it came near The license plate said "FUHRER" and Eva Braun was in the rear In Germany, fucking your cousin was rare But I thought "Nah, forget it," yo home to Berlin I caught millions of Jews, about 7 or 8 And I yelled to Hymies, "Yo holmes, smell ya later" I shipped 'em to camps, when they were finally there, I took 'em all out, with some gas in the air.[/i] I got too lazy to finish it. [sp]Am I doing it right?[/sp]
Ah lawdy, loving it.
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