Bright as the Sun

Starlight, star bright

First star I see tonight

I wish I may

I wish I might

Get this lick I try to hit tonight

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Every time I think about it, I still can't understand

What make these **** think they don't need a plan

'Cause if you don't have a plan then tell me what you got

The old get-rich-quick scheme, a buster-ass plot

**** be punking out though, dying over nothing

It's the ghetto witch doctor with another loccin' potion

Hickory, dickory, thievery, trickery

Poverty, misery, leads to insanity

Homocide, robbery, grand theft, burglary

Perjury, emergency surgery

A.P.B., they lookin' for a G

You ran through a field, hopped a fence and climbed a tree

9-1-1, here they come, come

**** with a gun, now your ass is done

Ain't nowhere to hide, ain't nowhere to run

'Cause the helicopter lights as bright as the sun

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun

It seems nowadays just to get some respect

You gots to roll a Lex and collect a fat check

Or come around the corner on three, hoppin'

Blocking up the street, flossy mac on your cheese

And everybody saying you the man, Loc

Never broke and high off that primo smoke

Sipping in the sea, rolling in the ragtop Chevy '63

The P-I-M-P

On top of the game, but now you're getting lame

'Cause the yak, weed and yayo's playing tricks on your brain

You looking for a way out before your game play out

'Cause once your game play out, you lose all your clizz-out

Late one night you was rolling down the block

With a half a pint of yak and the twenty dollar rock

One time got behind you and they told you to stop

But you kept rolling 'cause you said you wasn't goin'

Out like a sucker, you dumb motherfucker

Now the chase is on and here go the song

How in the hell do you think you can run

When the helicopter lights as bright as the sun?

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun

Lockdown since the 80's, situation number three

A **** is released from the penitentiary

Fools better recognize and visualize

Don't be surprised, you'd better realize

They got a plan for your ass, a gauge for the mass, so

If you're rolling dirty then you'd better have a stash

Spot in your hoopty and know the whoopty-whoopty

When the whoopty-wafty is done unto you

See, he don't know the new game 'cause the new game ain't true game

But he better catch up quick, because the old game is rank

Nine in his waist, that's the new game, Loc, 'cause

If you ain't heated then you might get smoked

He was walking down the street, minding his business

Just happy to be free, and what do we see?

From the corner of his eye, here come one time

So off he dashed like they set fire to his ass

'Cause if he get caught, it's strike number three

And this might be his last day on the street

I bet you next time you'll listen when I tell you, son

That the helicopter lights as bright as the sun

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Shining down on me

Bright as the sun