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letra de slime (gummy) - the real hepburn

[verse 1: ercolano]
sparked up some blocks of obsidian, then i jumped in and vanished
bed blown into oblivion, hunger low and i’m famished
and my hearts are so low, so you already know
i’mma take a minecart back to were i’m keeping my bow
zombie pigmen they drop, fall in that lava so hot
i always shoot the best shot, arrows always hit the spot
you’re finding diamonds a lot, you cheated and you got caught
trying to flame me in the chat, man this is all that you got?
that nooblet felix can’t mine, can’t find no diamonds and shrimp
he can’t pvp for shrimp, even with diamonds equipped
he got like 20 and shrimp, he probably cheated that shrimp
he’ll prolly use a flippin’ x-ray, to find coal or some shrimp
that boy is really just a noob, saying he’s a true miner
how he got those diamonds, if his pick ain’t even iron
played a game with him, he died the first night of survival
saying he a pro, but he’s a nooblet and a liar

[bridge: henry]
coal don’t mean shrimp, shrimp, mined my last blocks (witch)
ashed my last mob, heck, coal don’t mean shrimp (shrimp)
coal don’t mean shrimp, shrimp, mined my last blocks (witch)
ashed my last mob, heck, coal don’t mean shrimp (shrimp)

[verse 2: xavier]
call me k!ller of withers, i only fish in a pond
notch set it to day, on the day that i sp-wned
step off the boat with the rod, then i fl!ck back the fish
i just left in a cart, all i need is a wish
i don’t trust no steve, and i don’t trust no alex
cause crafters fight too much, i made a light blue sword
and a brand new house. made of some wood board
got a brand new skin, and some new textures
i ain’t mining no more, but got my hand on my pick
felix gave me the ores, i ain’t ask for the stacks
i used to deal with the gold, ’til they gave me the packs
now i’m evading the admins, i’m holding control
i got enchanted armour, i turn them noobs to coal
i got a couple of levels, so i’m leaving the farm
now i’m fighting today, with the stew, flavoured shroom
noobs trying to win, but all they get is they doom

[verse 3: zussman]
how i’m gon’ mine at bedrock? i’m busy k!lling for bones
you think we mining together? i strip mine on my own
don’t got a party in here, it’s me playing bed wars alone
they thinkin’ that i’m competing, that shrimp depletin’ the tone
i don’t want these shrimp endermen, they just flip up my armour
i put my seeds in the hoe’d dirt, they love me when i’m a farmer
they hate me when i mine gold, im too rich for these crafters
you watch us create some laughter, sticking like tartar way after
i need a parlour of plaques, need potions and cappadocians
i need gold for my crafters, need better boats for these oceans
i like to speak with emotion, like to travel in style
in this world i can’t wander, not after we go a mile
i could get shot with a bow, and they’d tell the world that i fought ’em
“we ain’t give ’em nothin’ new, but somehow they been gettin’ stronger”
that’s what they sayin’ in updates, speaking from notch’s mansion
we still mining for iron, and makin’ all these expansions

[chorus: ercolano]
gold don’t last we ride in the minecart
keep em in my chest incase that we restart
when the bows go -ding- don’t join our game again
i don’t wanna do it but i’m only half a heart
gold don’t last we ride in the minecart
keep em in my chest incase that we restart
when the bows go -ding- don’t join our game again
i don’t wanna do it but i’m only half a heart

[bridge: slag j]
flip, shoot ya in the hip, riding in the oak wood boat
i’m stuck in some sand i hit, above a sandstone canopy
frick all these flippin’ drowned, you just wanna see me drown
flip all these flippin’ drowned, you just wanna k!ll me now
heck, crafting bread up, hoeing’ down that hay now
up like my golden health, munching notch’s apples now
me and all my bros bows, shoot you in your bros b-tts
-ding-,-ding-,-ding-,-ding- shoot you in your bros b-tts

[outro: slag j]
[censored], what?
pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
[censored], what?
pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
[censored], what?
pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up if you want to
[censored], what? y-yo

[real outro: xavier]
-tap tap tap tap tap tap-
it’s still [censored] recording
[censored] it’s still recording!

- the real hepburn

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