Flagrant Beats - The Fresh Prince of Eau Claire

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 Eau Claire
In West Chippewa
I was born and raised
On the flailground
Is where I spent
Most of my days
Chillin’ out
And maxin’ out
And flailing all cool
And all smoking’ an 8-ball
Outside da School
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Starting makin’ meth
In my neighborhood
I smoked one little pipe
And my mom got scared
And said your movin’
With your brotha and sista in Eau Claire
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
She put my iPod on and said 'Good Luck Son!'
First class, yo!
This is wack!
Doin’ a hot rail off that fine bitches ass
Is this what the people of Eau Claire are living like?
Hmmmmm this must be alright
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said meth and it had skanks in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo Home to Eau Claire!’
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo fag, I’ll smoke with ya later'
I Looked at my kingdom
I was higher than air!
To sit at my throne as
The Prince of Eau Claire!

Written by:
Duane Swan

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