Lyrics:
Interrupt our connections and correspondence they
Too have been deaf John Hancock John Hancock to the
Voice of Justice John Hancock John Hancock John Hancock
to John Hancock
Please spare me your sales talk
Repo man going knock, knock, knock, knock
I can't call out, my soul is frozen
My lips are broken, and I'm
I text you
It's probably when sidekicks had them belt loops
Sign my John Hancock on a bitch every time I check you
Just like a brand new Lamb', I
a bleacher's seat, that's good, that's good
A town hall where the people meet, that's good, that's good
Old John Hancock, he said it fine, he put it right
Rubbin' on my miniature
John Hancock, fuck a signature
Any time I hit it, know she finna fall through
And every time we get up, always end up on the news
Rubbin' on my miniature
John Hancock, fuck a signature
Any time I hit it, know she finna fall through
And every time we get up, always end up on the news
the doctors and shrinks
[???] the world is on the brink
Water is brown and the air, it stinks
John Hancock is disappearing in it
I'll shut up now, I'll shut
go ahead, yell
Put your hand in the air, bring the liberty bell
I give you the John Hancock if you don't tell
Let's have the Boston Tea party, what
mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get mo' so my shit don't flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when it's my
mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get mo' so my s*** don't flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when it's my
flaws, I feel a force, I'm, built for it, fortified
It ain't 1954, I ain't your nigga, boy
One hand Glock, John Hancock
Want a signature?
Send
here tryin' to grind my hardest
Up early so to milk the cow
Keep my John Deere out here plowin' the fields
To keep my John Hancock's worth up in
grandpa position
And pot, no pot to piss in
Man, stop and listen
Your man from the sand box, he on the stand snitching
His John Hancock, got 'em lamb
two
Come on, yo Cease
Come on
Verse One: Lil' Cease
I'm the one they call Cease, did you get that?
Peep the John Hancock, P.S. - let me hit that
mean, You can call me John Cena in a crime scene clean up, but I’m the Batista bomb, how can a barista fuck up the name John. John Hancock cuz I got my
and the moon was right
The ? was really perked off the Red Zone
I was in my MPV, I was all alone
A lot of out-of-town people asking me for
My John Hancock
these fucking walking boots
In a, John Hancock
Cause everything the South Side constitutes is lateral
But we in a different longitude
So we never
of Independence
And you can bet my John Hancock the biggest
Fuck a proposition, 'less it's in my best
Interest kissing ratchets in the mouth
Lift her dress and show
I stand
Honey all that good shit tell me, who's the man?
From, here to Bangkok, I sign my John Hancock
on the contract, it's like 1-2-3 Contact
Kick
(Unlock)
Fourty Four Lambtalk
Shorty macht den Catwalk (Catwalk)
Designerhemden doch innerlich Bandog (Bandog)
Ich bin Superheld John Hancock (Hancock
tails around they sale
spot
I can't care about that goofy yeah that boy a laughing stock
I'm the realist in this bitch I signed my John Hancock
Young
Malcolm X meant it
When John Hancock signed it - he meant it
Abe Lincoln - Bob Marley meant that shit
And my dogs represent that shit
But you don't
peers then friends
It's because your means had caught up with you ends
Jaws are wagging "the one or the two"
Eager to put John Hancock on the who's
My freestyle's down to act I split wigs and back
John Hancock on contracts watch Pic bring havock
I suggest you scat before I decide to attack
Fraud
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