65.111.39.153:

ALL HAIL LORD JASPER VANDERWALL

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Daniel Larson

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Daniel Larson

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Daniel Larson

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PassiveObserver

Frizzle

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Grace Vanderwall

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PassiveObserver

Frizzle

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Frizzle

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 DANIEL LORE

Jasper/ Jix

Poo Poo PP

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

Trolls

2023-01-19T15:40:09Z

65.111.39.153:

ALL HAIL LORD JASPER VANDERWALL

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 South African Reggae Artist

Daniel Larson

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 Scabbies

Daniel Larson

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 Code George Floyd

Daniel Larson

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 Manipulators:

OX

PassiveObserver

Frizzle

Bob Proctor

Grace Vanderwall

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 Discord cringe nerd

PassiveObserver

Frizzle

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 Meth addict

Frizzle

<nowiki>#</nowiki>1 DANIEL LORE

Jasper/ Jix

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

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

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

She 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 sent 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?

Hmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that

Is this the type of place that they just 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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

I looked at my kingdom

I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air

Trolls

2023-01-19T15:40:09Z

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2023-01-19T13:25:19Z

65.111.39.153:

You all are. Get Daniel into mental care.

California

2023-01-19T13:23:07Z

65.111.39.153: Replaced content with "'''California''', besides being a US State, is one that has multiple ties to Daniel. The original California arc was a period of time where Daniel Larson was in California. Daniel had took a poop."

'''California''', besides being a US State, is one that has multiple ties to Daniel.

The original California arc was a period of time where Daniel Larson was in California. Daniel had took a poop.

California

2023-01-19T13:23:07Z

'''California''', besides being a US State, is one that has multiple ties to Daniel.

The original California arc was a period of time where Daniel Larson was in California. Daniel had took a poop.

Trolls

2023-01-19T13:21:40Z

65.111.39.153: Replaced content with "Marten manipulator"

Marten manipulator

Trolls

2023-01-19T13:21:40Z

65.111.39.153: Replaced content with "Marten manipulator"

Marten manipulator

Trolls

2023-01-19T13:16:59Z

65.111.39.153: False info quacko

There are largely 2 types of trolls in the Daniel Larson community. Successful trolls, and Weens (a term borrowed from the CWC community)

=== Successful Trolls ===
Successful trolls of Daniel tend to take a more long-term approach. The build-up to a successful trolling of Dan often takes weeks, if not months, of preparation. The below are examples of trolls who have successfully manipulated Dan long term.

==== Murk ====
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==== Jix ====
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==== FlexBurger ====
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=== Weens ===
Weens tend to act more on impulse. While a ween might be able to get Dan to do something, or troll him, for a moment - They're ultimately short lived, misguided, and often very unfunny.

USSR

(Left community after being doxed less than 48 hours after appearing)

Trolls

2023-01-19T13:16:59Z

65.111.39.153: False info quacko