THE FRESH PRINCE (WITH NO HAIR)

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un jour je serai de retour près de toi
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IN WEST LONDON BUCKINGHAM BORN AND RAISED
IN THE PALACE IS WHERE I SPENT MOST OF MY DAYS
CHILLING OUT, MAXING AND RELAXING ALL COOL
WITH MY NANS COUNTRY ALL UNDERNEATH HER RULE

WHEN A FLATMATE OF MINE, WHO I THOUGHT WAS A SQUARE
STARTED MAKING TROUBLE IN MY UNDERWEAR
SHE CAME TO ONE LITTLE PARADE AND MY DAD GOT SCARED
AND SAID "YOU'RE MARRYING THIS BITCH BEFORE YOU LOSE ALL YOUR HAIR"

I WHISTLED FOR A CARRIAGE AND WHEN IT CAME NEAR
THE RING SAID "DIANA" AND HAD A SAPPHIRE IN THE MIDDLE
IF ANYTHING I COULD SAY THIS RING WAS RARE
BUT MY DAD SAID FORGET IT - "YO HOLMES TO THE SQUARE!"

I PULLED UP TO THE ABBEY 'BOUT 11AM
AND I YELLED TO MY PEOPLE "YO HOLMES RULE YA LATER"
I LOOKED AT MY KINGDOM
I WAS FINALLY THERE
TO SIT ON MY THRONE AS THE PRINCE WITH NO HAIR​
 
Aren't you supposed to hate the monarchy more openly, lady?

Like, I don't know, killing someone or some shit?