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]
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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.
:v:
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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