Bright As The Sun - Coolio

Starlight

Starbright

First star I see tonight

I wish I may

I wish I might

Get this lick I try to hit tonight…

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Everytime I think about it I still can’t understand

What make these niggas think they don’t need a plan

Cuz if you don’t have a plan, then

Tell me what you got

For your get rich quick scheme

A buster-ass plot

Niggas be punkin' out, loc

Dyin' over nothin'

It’s the ghetto witch doctor with another loco potion

Hickory

Dickory

Thievery

Trickery

Poverty

Misery

Pleads to insanity

Homocide

Robbery

Grand theft

Burglary

Perjury

Emergency surgery

They lookin' for a G

You ran through a field

Hopped a fence

And climbed a tree

Here they come, come

Nigga wit' a gun

Now your ass is done

Ain’t nowhere to hide

Ain’t nowhere to run

Cuz the helicopter light’s as bright as the sun…

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Bright as the sun

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Shinin' down on me

Bright as the sun

It seems nowadays

Just to get some respect

Ya gots to roll a Lex and collect a fat check

Or come around the corner on three, hoppin'

Blockin' up the street

Flossy Mac on your D’s

An' everybody sayin' you’re the man, loc

Never broke

An' high off that premo smoke

Sippin' in the sea

Rollin' in the ragtop Chevy '63

The p-i-m-p

On top of the game

But now you’re gettin' lame

Cuz the yak, weed, and yayo’s playin' tricks on your brain

You’re lookin' for a way out

Before your game play out

Cuz once you game play out

Ya lose all ya' kriz out

Late one night you was rollin' 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 rollin' cuz ya said you wasn’t goin'

Out like a sucka

You dumb mothafucka

Now the chase is on

An' here go the song

How in the hell do you think you can run

When the helicopter light’s as bright as the sun

Lockdown since the '80s

Situation number three

A nigga is released from the penitentiary

Fools betta recognize

An' visualize

Don’t be suprized

Ya betta realize

They got a plan fo' your ass

A gauge for the mass, so

If you’re rollin' dirty, then you betta have a stash

Spot in your whoopty

An' know the whoompty whoofty

When the whoompty whafty is done unto you, see

He don’t know the new game

'Cuz the new game ain’t true game

But he betta catch up quick

Becuz the old game is rank

Nine is his waist

That’s the new game loc, cuz

If you ain’t heated then you might get smoked

He was walkin' down the street

Mindin' 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

Cuz if he get caught

It’s strike number three

An' this might be his last day on the street

I bet ya next time you’ll listen when I tell ya, son

That the helicopter light’s as bright as the sun

-Chorus (extended) —