| Now deep in the heart of the dead of night |
| And many hours away from any natural light |
| You find yourself looking for a kind of fun |
| That’s hard to come by in the light of the sun |
| So in the shadow, down low, laying in the cut |
| I’m ready to move no if, ands, or buts |
| And when I get going yo I ain’t no joke |
| Because I leave less trace than cigarette smoke |
| Now from dusk to dawn, I could come on strong |
| And if you know what’s good for you you would run along |
| Cos many hearts I break and many lives I ruin |
| Getting you back for the dirt you being doing |
| I’m a tragedy, not a fantasy |
| Because I’m deaing in hard, cold reality |
| Don’t get mad at me for being in your town |
| Just watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |
| Now night time is the right time to attack |
| And once I get at you, yo I won’t turn back |
| The fact is, when I pack this I be coming |
| Delivering the different strokes like Mr Drummond |
| You can summon your saviour, but he’s not gonna save you |
| You should’ve listened to him trying to change your behaviour |
| The flavour’s foul and you don’t know what I got |
| Cos I could crip a whole neighbourhood with just one shot |
| I’m a mad man and a bad man and a sad man |
| Once when I get in you, I’m the worst you ever had man |
| Not Blahzay, Blahzay but this is Danger, Danger |
| And you won’t get saved by no damn power ranger |
| I dip in, and I slip in, cos you be tripping |
| I’m quicker than Hardaway, Kemp or Scotty Pippen |
| I’m ripping and running, and never make a sound |
| So watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |
| Now believe it or not, I don’t want to hurt you |
| But you should’ve paid attention to the streetlight curfew |
| Cos daytime it doesn’t matter where you’re going |
| Just get your booty in the house when the lights come on |
| It’s a jungle out there, ain’t nothing nice |
| And if you’re thinking you can take me yo, you better think twice |
| It’s a roll of the dice but yo I’m setting a trap |
| Cos more likely than not you’re gonna come out crap |
| See it’s time you stop, all that crime you pop |
| And somebody out there had a dime to drop |
| Cos everybody’s always talking about a victimless crime |
| But it depends who’s going to be the victimless this time |
| See I’ve yet to see somebody get to me |
| Or even weaken me enough to have me set you free |
| Cos V.D. like me see we don’t mess around |
| So watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| Watch your back when the sun goes down |
| After dark when the man come around |