Pääsy internetin *chan-sivustoille estettävä ja piirretty lapsiporno tehtävä laittomaksi.

Kiva, kun ihmiset vielä taistelevat sananvapautta vastaan.
Voisitteko poistaa tämän adressin, ennen kuin äitini tulee huoneeseeni ja sanoo
"Youre moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air"


I begged and pleaded with her the other day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kissin and she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might aswell kick it

First class, yo this is bad,
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel-air livin like,
Hmm this might be alright!

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
Licensplate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby "yo, home smell you later"
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To settle my throne as the prince of Bel-air!