Year 360 (CCCLX) was a leap year starting on Saturday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Constantius and Iulianus (or, less frequently, year 1113 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 360 for this year has been used since the early medieval period, when the Anno Domini calendar era became the prevalent method in Europe for naming years.
Why do you act as if you just don’t care,
Why do you act like I’m not really there
Don’t you know what you’re missing,
Not dancing with me and not kissing
The lips that say your name every night
On Monday I was your postman
On Tuesday I repaired your car
I’ll keep working under cover
Till one day you’ll make me your lover
Meanwhile I say your name every night
Wednesday I drove your taxi
Thursday I was on TV
I make money like hell
One day the richest pal
Of the world says your name every night
I cleaned your windows on Friday morning
But you had your curtains closed
I was worried ‘bout your health
And so was someone else
And your lips whispered his name all night
[Verse 1]
On a big ball cruisin' through the stars
It's a rocket ride no matter who you are
Flyin', spinnin', through the blue
It's a full circle on the move
[Chorus]
It's a 360 revolution, 360 'round the sun
Flyin' high, it's good to be alive doin'
360, 365
[Verse 2]
Life's another ride, and sure enough
Sometimes you find your down-side-up
and in a day or two, you'll come right back where you started from (started from)
[Chorus]
It's a 360 revolution, 360 'round the sun
Flyin' high, it's good to be alive doin'
360, 365
We're up, we're down
We're up, we're down
We're turnin' around
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
It's good to be alive
[Chorus]
It's a 360 revolution, 360 'round the sun
Flyin' high, it's good to be alive doin'
360, 365
360 around the sun
360 around the sun
Vs 1
We don’t have to go the 360 degrees
Now is time we go the 180
You don’t have to climb the highest mountain
For all your looking for is within you
Open the eyes of your mind your ears and mouth
As I sing my song
Open the eyes of your mind your ears and mouth
As you hear my words ooo oh
Chrs
Parapa pa pa pa re
Parapa pa pa pa re
I’ll be waiting
I’ll be… ooo oh
Parapa pa pa pa re
Parapa pa pa pa re
I’ll be waiting
I’ll be
Vs 2
We still live in yesterday
Many today they waste away
But nevertheless it’s never late
Oooo see the times have change
I thought you knew
But these words will never ever wait for you
The waters have gone past the fighting
So drop the guns and your swords
And let us leave all as one
We only need love and understanding
So drop the guns and your swords
And let us leave all as one ooooo
Chrs
Parapa pa pa pa re
Parapa pa pa pa re
I’ll be waiting oo
I’ll be… ooo oh
Parapa pa pa pa re
Parapa pa pa pa re
I’ll be waiting
Vs 3
Every nation, across the ocean
Is more than just the colours
We only want one another
Oooo Ooh
Chrs
Parapa pa pa pa re
Parapa pa pa pa re
I’ll be waiting
I’ll be waiting for you
For you you you and you
Parapa pa pa pa re
Parapa pa pa pa re
I’ll be waiting
I’ll be waiting for you
Every people where ever you be
Is more than just a colour
We only want one another…
DJ you told me they was gonna switch it up on me
First they was laughin at me
But now every time they turn on the radio
What they hear
KKKK Mac
Yeah that's right
We takin over
It's BUF
Blowin Up Fast
Shit you never know
I might be that motherfucka
I went from EBT to BET
I guess I had my words crossed
First she wasn't fuckin with a pimp
Now it's her loss
Cause she ain't want me when
I ain't have no ends
But that was short lived
(Ha Ha) Gary Coleman
I'm on my grind like that skater named Terry
Can I beat my enemies
No death never scare me
... is my seed
Playboy is that victory
They don't remember your reveal look at history
But I'm gonna make sure these niggas remember me
Start a family legacy
For everyone that's kin to me
See I'm a paint a portrait so vividly
Even if you got Alzheimer's ain't no forgettin me
East side 97th and town
Is where you find wine c locs puttin it down
I'm just tryin to make my loved ones proud
So I'm livin like I'm writtin my obituary now
First they wouldn't holla
Now they on me on me on me
See a nigga shining
Now they actin like they know me
Niggas do it to
They try to call me phony
Never been your friend
You ain't never been my homie
No so be careful cause you never know
You might be the next one to go
Before you try to judge me
Thinkin you above me
I might be that motherfucka
... me tonight, no tonight, not tonight
Cause I see straight thru the lies
No disguise in your eyes
I know you niggas hate it
You hate us cause we made it
So watch me do it do it
Cause I feel I'm the greatest
Motherfuckin go I lead in the ropes
Nigga dope, Nigga Bar
I ain't never had a coach
Well spoke, no spokes
West Coast, fuckin loc
Let my engine bang on em like Jehovah's at your door (huh)
C raw last king on my draws
I'm a diaper shit
Carpet piss on em like a dog
Shake my log yeah it's large
I ain't even gotta flaunt
Mufuckin mack daddy
Take your bitch and your moms now cause
First they wouldn't holla
Now they on me on me on me
See a nigga shining
Now they actin like they know me
Niggas do it to
They try to call me phony
Never been your friend
You ain't never been my homie
No so be careful cause you never know
You might be the next to go
Before you try to judge me
Thinkin you above me
I might be that motherfucka
We ain't had to do em like that tho
See look first you didn't wanna let me in tha club
Now you want me to host that muthafucka ha
Alright but you gotta pay me
See look next time somebody act Hollywood on you
And you know you the next to blow
Don't even trip just say this to yourself
Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches wanna give me head
(A Million) Dollars in my bank account
(A Million) Soundscan the first week out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's talking shyt
Hit a break down...
I'm the king, and you better respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black brim blood
Gave nigga's 300 bars, two mixtapes, and a DVD
I did it for the C.P.T.
Did it for New York, did it for Chi-town
Ran through hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the f**k up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real clappers
F**k rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the chin of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, just like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16?. I need 100 thou
Cause half of these rap nigga's just be running they mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the south
10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom house
I'm rich, so on my 30th birthday I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit better lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
F**k it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album going to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my first mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't shit
And you living in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers talking shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this shit
I told 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get this shit firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said 'f**k you, pay me
So I left her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her listen to my Jay-Z
F**k a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you want beef. say that
I'll have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game don't rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this once
I'm ready to die, but I don't want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the hood
On the same couch, I put my demo in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling crack in the hood
Now it's, Aftermath for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his f**king face
How that taste?
Blow yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, like a steak on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I ain't Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real. my flow ill, like smoke in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar none
Who else kick knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker drop some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight like Tom Cruise in The Top Gun
You might win some, but you just lost one
I beat on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as that
Ask Dre, ask Snoop, I'm nice
I'm Cube, I'm Jacob, I put rappers on "Ice"
A skee, let me ask you a question
If you take the 120 bars, put it with the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha. lets get the f**k outta here man.
How it come out
pon the label
Part one the scene
Pon the register pon the turntable
An art come in
And then the form metamorph
Like them don't regard
That part is the history
And it broke out a wall
Reach the world afterall
High King Selassie I the first
He is The Master of Verse with finalities
And the people have dem selection fe which dem a
reach
when traveling journeys
And before you even realize
you reach how the vibes stay 'plete
Complete
Mek a Heaven where you dead there have you
choose it away
And leave
If Instructional word people don't wan't to
heard
When is plea
Afraid of the wait and see
End up 360
expression
Everyone in reality inna similarity
Look how everywhere you reach
a look alike you see to somebody
Music whey help people take their stand
New music worldwide always in demand
Jah give the mountain, waters and the sand
They watching the metamorphosis of
expression
interesante song
This is how it move along
ant it a hill and valley
Itiful country, country
Country nah feel so jumpy
Fe steady and easy
Is really a scenic drive to see
And the spirit ina right vibrationally
Inna the natural how to see
How the Earth look free
And the birds and the bees done see
See you a pree
And come in visitationally
Is a Rastaman he be
Haile Selassie
Wir sind lange her,
doch ich hab' sie nicht vergessen.
Ich bin lang nicht mehr
von Dir und mir besessen.
Zähl' nicht mehr die Tage,
es zählt nicht mehr, was war.
Ich gehört in ihrer Welt
nicht mehr zum Inventar
Manchmal frag' ich mich, wie's Dir ergeht.
Wo Du bist, und ob Du mich nicht auch vermisst.
Ich dreh' mich 360 Grad im Kreis,
kann nicht sagen wo Du bist, doch ich weiss,
dass irgendwann mein Augenblick Dich streift.
Ich dreh' mich 360 Grad um Dich,
bin so nah bei Dir, doch Du weißt es nicht,
dass irgendwann mein Augenblick Dich streift.
Sie ist lang vorbei,
wir haben aufgegeben.
Ich bin wieder frei,
doch sie fliesst in meinen Venen
Spreche ihren Namen
noch immer so vertraut.
Sie ist wie ein kleiner Traum,
an den man nicht mehr glaubt.
like paper cuts
you took me by suprise
easy to shred
hard to resist somehow
I, I'm gonna take it all
and I, I'm taking you along
about time..
Gimme a sign or tell me right away
can you unite or just somehow relate
with ruby red, the ruby lips you wear
I await
I, I'm gonna take it all
and I, I'm taking you along
about time I push the faders high
now you relate to it somehow
ruby red I await child
time and time again I find
always looking for high now
you relate it somehow
paper cuts at both sides now
time and time again
easy to shred
so ruby red
I await
time and time again
can you now relate
I, I'm gonna take it all
and I, I'm taking you along
about time I push the faders high
now you relate to it somehow
ruby red I await child
time and time again I find
always looking for high now
you relate it somehow
paper cuts at both sides now
time and time again
I will not wait again this time
And I've given up on fate to get me by
And I've tried to win this race and fell behind the one you wanted
So I'll try to make it right, hoping you will see the light
Cause she's no match for you
No matter what you say
She just can't do the way
I do...
Time never waits for even those who run
Where are the words to make you stay
Now that you're so far gone?
Like the stars remain in place
As the world continues to rotate
I'll be here, but I'll have exploded
Before your mind is made
Cause she's no match for you
No matter what you say
She just can't do the way
I do...
She only pretends with you
A means to an end with you
No hands around your neck like I do
She only pretends...
To do the way I do
Cause she's no match for you
No matter what you say
She just can't do the way
I do...
She's no match for you
No matter what you say
She just can't do the way
I do, I do, I do.
Come on, yeah
Yo I’m from l I fella, vison had you tune into my figgida
(? )
Microphone is mobile
Holding mic’s is so while I be just day dreaming
Drop for like, nine months, and rock from backyards to
Fronts
Who wants to live the gutter life, we got sidewalks to walk,
Baby
I need a chick with big potatoes to mash, baby
Hang like parachutes, I’ve been floating for years
Went from rapping in cars to rapping careers
One beer, two beers, I got the gift like santa
I go from ny to dc, and down to atlanta
Make you fly like propellor, we be down in the cellor
What I guess you call the basement, cause thats where all
The bass went
When we turn it up a notch, old school like ed kotch
Toss my foot up in the air and grab my crotch
Who am i? michael, keep the music on a cycle
So we can finish up the flow within your fro
Word out
This is called frozen style
Shatter your teeth style
Freeze like artic style y’all
Come on
Check it out
I’m the p to the o to the s
Known to pinpoint the flow to the chest
So wear your vest, nibble the thighs and breast on
Vanessa
Had to sneak it cause her moms kept me under pressure
As the sun appears to rise and set
Some cats live for the hood cause it’s as good as it gets
But my plot is much thicker, I move it much quicker
Three-hundred and sixty mile to the p h
So I’m balanced, not a fella to fall
Connecting the dots, I got two propellors in awe
Went from ghetto to the meadow
Seen all degrees of hot, and froze when I was not
Like lot, my lady threw salt in the game
Invested cheese in the mouse who sent pork into fame
Now you hear my name being screamed on the ride of life
It’s too late to get of, to get off
We in the house y’all, we in the house y’all
We about to get evicted, there ain’t no lights or liquid
The bills ain’t paid and last week we had a raid
Cause we partied too much but that’s my family’s trade
Invited all of my folks, and yo all my folks stayed
They tried to silence our shit, but we just pushed up the
Fade
Sat back to charge a dollar, hadn’t got paid
And called on the band and got stupid when the keyboard
Played
(talking in backround)
Keeping funky with the propellerheads y’all
Now listen
You see, I’m here to usher the pain with no relief
But still get the "great scotts, are you a thief? "
"seems like you got a mouth full of gold.." records
Sorry for that, platinum plaque soon to come
Till then propellor got me working the drum
For a fee so notifi the foe looking for the fumble
I hear you want to rumble on the mic, so check it out
How you want it, I got it -- oh yeah?
Ooh, ohh
So that? s the way it is
You can just go find someone else
And let me go
Like you don? t know owe me a thing
But I can handle this
I? ve been through it all before
And you'll get yours
And I'm gonna bounce back again
You can tell someone
That you? ll be there
And then walk away
Like you don? t care
I? m not sayin' this 'cause I'm mad
I just want you to understand
One day
It's gonna catch up with you
What goes around comes around
Baby, I thought you knew
Do somebody wrong before too long
It's gonna get done to you
And you might think you got away with
Playin' me for a fool
Don't you know
360, it's coming right back to you
You must be sittin' on top the world
Feelin' like you? re finally free
And you will see
That it won? t be too long
To get what you deserve
Then you? re the one somebody leaves
And you? ll think of me
And wish you never did me wrong baby
You can tell someone
That you? ll be there
And then walk away
Like you don? t care
You might decide
You want me back
But it? ll be too late for that
'Cuz all I'll have to say is
What goes around comes around
Baby, I thought you knew
Do somebody wrong before too long
It's gonna get done to you
And you might think you got away with
Playin' me like a fool
Don't you know
360 is coming right back to you
Don't you know
360 is coming right back to you
Just like the way that this world turns
Play the game that way
And you? ll get burned
Don't you know, ohh
What goes around comes around
Baby, I thought you knew
Do somebody wrong before too long
It's gonna get done to you
And you might think you got away with
Playin' me for a fool
Don't you know
What goes around, comes around
(360)
What goes around, comes around
(360)
What goes around, comes around
360 ohh
(360)
What goes around, comes around
Is coming around
(360)
Na na na na, na na na
(now one day)
Yo, who stepped off rage
Broke cracked bottle tops, spilled this forever
Whites, no trace, leather jacket zipped up to his face
He dipped behind the wall, Shalenka couldn't aim to touch it
These cats have started something that they couldn't finish
Now they flee the country
Yo, shot guy, God please forgive this life we're living
Takin' mans for diems, aiyo, hands on your head where I can see 'em
The chron's shone, spit out the combine
I'm tryin' to make my exit real quick
We leave no form of evidence
[Chorus]
Bakin' slugs out the dark
Wild shoot-outs through the park
These jail houses overcrowdin'
All my thugs remain calm
Money turnin', trees is burnin'
But one day, it'll be gone
(now one day)
I'm your suspect
Yo, heavy chrons with small engravments
Digits wit' small letters that name it
Man created, but always to blame it
I'm far rusted, pushin' your glusted, you busted and pussy
Open your face and get chopped, just like a cussy
You're pyro, I got one eye lookin' straight down the barrell
Don't mistake me for shhhh, I'll eat your food and real quick
Burn up the gear I dressed in
Meanwhile the motive got them itchin' questions and guesses
What would you ask God if you had one question?
Aiyo, deal wit' your family in your life
Don't try to flop mine, they puttin' over dates and trials
Little snitches turn into coffins and push six
A man could be my worst enemy, I'll take this
>From pyramids, beer caps to dollar bills with faces
Got me chasin' bloody papers
Scatterd 'cross the floor like forty acres
So tired that, better yet, picture this from beer caps
To dollar bills, black clips, lyrical high tips
[Chorus]
Yo, half a dutch inside a candle seed
Liquor bottles in cemetarys
'Nuff built up inside my body, but the Lord is my salvation
Still have to make a move, cause just put off
Broken fingers on metal tables, hands off, I'll pull off
Black caddies and starlen windows that's bulletproof
All you could see is fog off the door
And richotched to the floor
Thirty-four fours, align your back, all straight to your jaw's jaws
All pause, lookin' through the barrell, it's all yours
[Chorus]
If I just could scream and someone listen what I feel.
Thought of life just as an end to the place we all descend.
Rise beyond the closed gates
For your blackened past with no tomorrow.
Beyond what nightmares apear in your sleeples life of your subconcious
When the line is crossed walking on the edge of what is fantasy.
Awake in a dream that has become my life a nightmare without a sense.
So the kiss of an angel becomes your last sin and the beast will show you the way.
The unreal has invaded.
Visions falling far from the sky.
Damned voices that speak in my head.
I will live in my dreams until you touch my soul of questions with no answers
When the line is crossed walking on the edge of what is fantasy.
Awake in a dream that has become my life: a nightmare...
What is my fate and destiny
What do I deserve I am just an unfortuned man staring visions with my face on the water
What is my fate and destiny
What do I deserve
I am just an unfortuned man staring visions with my face on the water
If I just could scream and someone listen what I feel.
Thought of life just as an end to the place we all descend.
Rise beyond the closed gates For your blackened past with no tomorrow.
Beyond what nightmares apear in your sleeples life of your subconcious
Visions falling far from the sky
Damned voices that speak in my head
I will live in my dreams until you touch my soul of questions with no answers
Like a painting we will vanish as a flower we will dry on earth
The sadness lives in the ones who live in it It could be jade,
I tell em 360 [x3] see the room spinnin round 360 [x3]
Watch the money fall down 360 [x3]
Baby tell me that's a round 360 [x3]
I know you see it go around
Money full circle
Blowin full circles
Smoking on that color purple
On the beat I go silly real ugly mawfucker
Bitches love that I'm a rapper but she know I ain't a sucker
Look might break your neck
Everybody double take know I'm late on set
Got a pocket full of green faces like gumbi
But to take another round call it 720
Headed to the club gonna close in an hour
One on one east bound and the loud give me power
I just took off face look sour
I got her on the line scream my name like alvin
I am just sitting back reclined like calvin
High you can see it in my eyes like salmon
Doin way passed 60
Girl I think you just missed me
[Chorus]
360 [repeats]
See the road spinning around
360 [repeats]
Watch the money falling down
360 [repeats]
Baby turning .. around
360 [repeats]
I tell ya what goes around comes around
When it comes to bad bitches I keep three with me
One to fuck me good
One to suck me good
One that ride hard hold the work tuck it good
Only thing I wish I wish a mother fucker would
I am living life and get money like I fucking should
I am on another level that make you understood
Oh you ain't understanding
Nigger I am meagan good
We make them 360
Popcorn looking like a box of rice krispies
If I don't make a hit shit the feds gonna get me
I am gonna keep shining on these haters until they hit me
100 thousand dollar cat 20 dollars bills bitch I will be on that real shit
Trying to chase some real shit
Just came back from Hollywood ill will to Will Smith
Right back to the hood where my goons kill shit