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Når jeg føler meg litt dårlig behandlet, og vil være litt vemmelig mot den personen for å ta igjen, tar jeg fram det mest ekstreme jeg har av Oslo Vest-dialekt og -tonefall for å heve meg over han eller hun. Det funker. 
Behold teh power of ze en-endinger.
Ellers er det vel verken det ene eller det andre, dvs. en ikke helt gjennomført blanding. :tommelned:
Behold teh power of ze en-endinger.Ellers er det vel verken det ene eller det andre, dvs. en ikke helt gjennomført blanding. :tommelned:
Heldigvis snakker jeg ikke sånn...
Will Smith - Fresh Prince of Bel - Air Lyrics
Now this is the 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 philadelfia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys said "we?re up in no good"
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said "you're moving with your aunte 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, homes smell you later"
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To settle my throne as the prince of bel-air.
ord opp.
Now this is the 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 philadelfia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys said "we?re up in no good"
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said "you're moving with your aunte 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, homes smell you later"
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To settle my throne as the prince of bel-air.
ord opp.