PaperPlatoon - 365 lyrics

[Verse 1: Spark Master Tape] Uhh, on the 3-6-5 On the bottom of the ocean when I'm gone my brother I'm alive My words, my song, my people, my mask won't die But I rather go to hell than to live the hell that I'm livin' now Man On the 3-6-5 Rock bottom of the rock problem everyday I'm stuck getting high Every shop every bag is a price tag that I can't buy [Break: Sample] Ladies and gentlemen He's back From the ash From the grave And the Platoon is with him One day One eye [Verse 2: Spark Master Tape] Worldwide on the thorough side You only got one time one big chance Worldwide on the first side Under masks equals, straight side of things Mobbers, k**ers, drug dealers [Outro: Sample] Dirty South (dirty, dirty) Can y'all really feel me (feel me) East Coast, feel me (say what) West Coast, feel me (uh huh)