Ha**aan Mackey - 585 (Roc Y'all) lyrics

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Ha**aan Mackey - 585 (Roc Y'all) lyrics

Intro: Sample: night after night It repeats I'm excited Emilio: Yo Rochester. Stand up. Get ready Verse 1: Emilio Rojas: I'm the Roc like all day Sunday, go by the pound (yeah) Or all day complaing smoking the sour (yeah) It's always upstate that's holding us down Cause it's the 585, it's Roc Town From Highland Hospitals born, to Highland Hospitals more Where lillacs are known to drop in the morn' Or Lyell Ave where the prostitutes walk Making profit in the 585! We wasting dollars on boats Fast ferry and cats barely can float Cream like cadburry if cats carrying coke Schemes that go on, get you burried in Mount Hope Cause the 585! It's not a joke man Nobody laughing at the comic's cafe And the swings of the Red Wings'll send things into space In them days before Frontier Field Blue Cross, Blue Shield Aiyo Ha**aan, tell 'em how you feel Verse 2: Ha**aan Mackey: 5... 8 fever? Weighted world for breathers Dying without reason Flying without leaving Binded at my feet, I'm trying to talk street and But it's hard not to expose the reason my hearts beating Dreams in the Winter like season Faded [?] ...expecting my freedom Found at a crossroads Churches and liquor stores Hustlers, pimps and hoes We live by a different code k**ers and drug dealers, the same as the simple folk Trying to find a slice of life pie that's worth living for Lost world with hope Ambition and smoke Pain for pleasure A fork in the road Backdrop...finds know where to go We got time and double rails to blow Boy I'll take you come and visit the show Gunshots going off in the road Fly city get busy fo'sho mo'f**a... Verse 3: Black Sinatra: There's no love here Just bullets and guns here Thugs and d** here Fatherless sons here Damn. Why did I come here? Seen a bout 100 lives taken in one year Seen a lot of faces walk around with one tear It's children mislead, mothers are strung here It's like a smile in the sky, we reach for the sun here Because days is dark, nights is cold Best friends back stab with a knife and so.. It's a war going on outside And it's all over pride Paper, p**y, I'll let you decide Can't shine because another gat's stretching it's iron? And get your Benjamins to bars that you set to the side They put the metal to your girl if you taking your time Cause the hunger is that real, to love then die Yo the pain does not yield, tears do not dry Hook: Thurston, Ridgeway, Durnan, Rosewood, Joseph, Jay Street, Clinton... The whole world! The east side, west side Let 'em know it's the 585! So let 'em know where you from... Roc yall Roc yall Roc City and we headed for the top yall Upstate up in this b**h won't stop yall 585! Verse 4: L.I.: Alright, just exit off the 104 or 490 (ok) Keep a watch for troopers that going right behind me Don't turn around n***a, keep your f**ing head straight I ain't trying to get pulled and catch a f**ing fed case Alright n***a now we straight They turned a couple streets ago I'll get you to a guy through the livest streets I know We'll blow through the east Then hit up the west a while So I a**ume you'll stay alive, I kinda like your style If you want to get some money I can show you where and how The Roc's real lucrative, It's been my cash cow Don't forget about the beef though While you sell your h**ne, pain pills, need blow Younger cats creep slow All the cats will kidnap and set you up a big oh Laid back, watching it on the phone like a free throw And then you go swish You wig get pushed? This above all n***as, all n***as in the bush Roc City Verse 5: Nikal Fieldz: We forming... Huddles on blocks, while shuffling crack rocks Play hop scotch then pop shots Welcome to the Roc MCs is on they grind But most be on the prime From building [?] lost To charges and serving time Promoters Taking advantage of artists trying to get it Claiming A&Rs is coming but charging you for a gimmick Producers They chopping beats and most is going for cheap ...?Leech We live fast Any fast and staying on the move Face position screwed cause we all got something to prove Streets like quicksand If you step on them you stuck in them Murder rate high alongside those stuck in the system We run from cops Investing c**aine like stocks And when the price goes up, we sell it and rerock Kids will k** you with slugs Quicker than older thugs Call me crazy but this here's the city that I love I'm from the Roc! Hook: Thurston, Ridgeway, Durnan, Rosewood, Joseph, Jay Street, Clinton... The whole world! The east side, west side Let 'em know it's the 585! So let 'em know where you from... Roc yall Roc yall Roc City and we headed for the top yall Upstate up in this b**h won't stop yall 585! Outro: Emilio: Everybody outside of the Roc. That whole area, Monroe County. Stand up yall...