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| − | Now, this is a story all about how
| + | '''Weather fronts''' occur at the boundaries of two dissimilar [[air]] masses.<ref>Wile, Dr. Jay L. ''Exploring Creation With Physical Science''. Apologia Educational Ministries, Inc. 1999, 2000</ref> |
| − | My life got flipped-turned upside down
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| − | And I liked to take a minute
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| − | Just sit right there
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| − | I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
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| − | In west Philadelphia born and raised
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| − | On the playground was where I spent most of my days
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| − | Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
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| − | And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
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| − | When a couple of guys
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| − | Who were up to no good
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| − | Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood
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| − | I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
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| − | She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air'
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| − | I whistled for a cab and when it came near
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| − | The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
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| − | If anything I can say this cab is rare
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| − | But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
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| − | I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
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| − | And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
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| − | I looked at my kingdom
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| − | I was finally there
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| − | To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
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