{"sf1_id":1051592,"sf2_id":"J1Ol9rPe","title":"My journey to power and royalty.","author":"ff7omnislash","words":351,"posted_at":"2016-07-26T02:19:00.000Z","tags":["Character Development","Fighting","Humor","Music","Plot Development","Political","Rhyme","Short Story"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1051592-my-journey-to-power-and-royalty","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/J1Ol9rPe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/eb/a2/eba266ac-1b15-4c91-a47e-b8cd93385e25","description":"An in-depth analysis as to how I became a fresh Prince.","content":"Now this is a story all about how my life got flip turned upside down\n\nAnd 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\n\nIn west Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground was where I spent most of the days\n\nChillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool, and shooting some b-ball outside of the school, when a couple guys who were up to good started making trouble in my neighborhood\n\nI got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said \"You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air.\"\n\nI begged and pleaded with her day after day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way.\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket, I put my walkman on and said, \"I might as well kick it.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nFirst class yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass, is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmm, this might just be alright.\u0026nbsp;\n\nBut wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that. Is this the type of place they just sent this cool cat?\u0026nbsp;\n\nI don't know so I'll see when I get there, I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Bel-Air\n\nWell, the plane landed and when I came out, there was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI ain't trying to get arrested yet, I just got here! I sprang with the quickness like lightning and disappeared.\u0026nbsp;\n\nI whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said \"Fresh\" and it had dice in the mirror.\u0026nbsp;\n\nIf anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought \"Nah, forget it, yo home to Bel-Air!\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nI pulled up to the house at about 7 or 8, and I yelled to the cabbie \"Yo homes, smell ya later!\" I looked at my kingdom and I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air.\u0026nbsp;\n\nTHE END\n\n  \n  \n\n"}