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letra de i walk into hbc youth feat. koder - divydation

[verse one]
i walk into hbc youth
i’m all signed in, now what do i do?
i see matt allen, i avoid matt allen
avoid matt allen at all costs
oh hey jo b. kennard
what’s your middle name?
oh hey mitch, it’s actually rather lame
so i walk further inside the hub
what’s the tea, what’s the goss, what’s all the hubbub
the junior boys talk about koder
they wish they could be him when they are older
the junior girls talk about the junior girls
that’s because they are the junior girls
the senior girls talk about pete munday behind his back
wait a second, oh what’s that?
it’s all fine they’re talking about jack
i finally arrive at the senior boys (lads)
noise, noise, noise, noise, noise, noise, noise
hey guys, dinner is ready
oh, what’s for dinner?
oh, it’s just spaghetti
haha, mitch, you don’t like any food
haha nino, your severed head on a plate sounds pretty good

[verse two]
he drink, he think
he a devil on the ice-skate rink
watch him slide by with a wink
fashion sense never out of sync
check out his youtube, what’s the link?
there’s a man whose subs will never sink
jealous, angry, on the brink
that armour’s tough ‘till you find the ch-nk
he moves too fast, try not to blink
let’s raise a glass for the resounding clink
only writes with a quill and ink
that’s ‘cause typewriters they stink
ha, take that typewriter inc
watch as your followers shrink
fewer than protons in zinc
won’t even notice as away they slink
[verse three]
he drink, he think
he a devil on the ice-skate rink (oh, the love that sought me)
watch him slide by with a wink
fashion sense never out of sync
check out his youtube, what’s the link?
there’s a man whose subs will never sink. (oh, the blood that bought me)
jealous, angry, on the brink
that armour’s tough ‘till you find the ch-nk
he moves too fast, try not to blink
let’s raise a glass for the resounding clink (oh the grace that, brought me to the fold of god)
only writes with a quill and ink
that’s ‘cause typewriters they stink
ha, take that typewriter inc
watch as your followers shrink
fewer than protons in zinc (grace that brought me to the fold of god)
won’t even notice as away they slink

- divydation

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