Miami Steve estamos llegando da mantis I thought my stone out making room for my stack of diamonds I see some redstone but I don’t know if I should go and mine it I killed a bunch of calves but I did not get any leather it kind of sucks and I lost my pickaxes in the nether gotta crush some arrows but I don’t have any feathers the mobs are coming so I gotta go and build a shelter a craft a sword because these creepers all about the his’n I said the guy was grief in Daniel And it’s barely listen we do not custom the server you better keep it Christian fell in the lava cuz I got pushed by a freaking piston I didn’t catch any fish one heck of my fishing I Kylie griefer and the admins but I’m in prison I’m crafting pics on our server and trying To mice and done this say they get cirrhosis you slip out of people’s chests you know like iron armor chain swords once you hide your stuff better that’s of people steal all yours while you always rap about mining diamonds he’s not enough miners are up about mining where I play on griefers get Jails and kick so I’m again killed by Kieffer right here then come blow my house open and my mind nothin and I’ma still be a mod till I get Mannie but the sword step or kill the creepers now mining on the diamonds all I hear up up And sound played the sword sector or kill the creepers now mining on the dime until I hear a popping sound sex doctor or kill the creepers now mine and on the dime until I hear pop fit the sword sector or kill the creepers now mining on the damage I hear pop I don’t Trust no players because they don’t deserve it griefers blow up your house they know you got the diamonds I got my hand on the picks and now I’m going mining I just crafted a car and now I’m going riding I got killed by a player and now I think he’s hiding I drink like two of the potions I’ll go and try and fight him I in a bunch of window no ha I’m surviving I need another potion I need an ender pearl I need a diamond sir because my old one just got stolen It’s very scary I think my pickaxe is almost broken I’m trying to find a sword in that chest that I can open I got no hearts remaining I think I’ve disconnected so freaked the PD Pierce I ain’t running from them Feeling like a minor bill that’s how I hyah mining in the cabin climb back up the ladder if I had the pickaxe I would minor I’ll again if I had the pickaxe I would minor elegant I just want to feel like I picked the right server I just want appeal to the mods and the admins I go to the end so I can say that end of jacket cuts in the furnace so I can go and cook my salmon so I forgive them modest hockey cheaters and the grievers for bowing at my house Michaela creeper they see kids win they say kids Griffin but when I win they figure I am TV call drinking potions building portals making an enchantment skill with zombie then eat the rotten flesh wonder and why I love diamonds tiller I just bought the crests of armor Crafting the helmet and it just put so I can live longer both mine and iron still crafted pickaxes we ran out of torches this cold fuel furnace we smell dead no grief in just crafting unlike some Orson I became an avid I should have thrown you off the cliff so you would take Damage in no time as they no emeralds ain’t no lapis lazuli I hate these skeletons the zombies and the creepers killing me I hate these villagers the bull trade emeralds but want my purple ball but baby humming life and yet you’re mad cause you lost door’s broke Your diamond sword cry for more before you get killed so just don’t die here don’t mind some iron wish you craft a minecart time did not restart watch you still have five hearts with the diamonds and my deep enough I’m looking so much it’s a freaky did you steal my diamonds Respect the mind respect the craft respect that happens boy I get my pickaxe I don’t know make a crafting bench to make one but I hope I find some I don’t walk right past them better hope I mind some before I try to craft some boy no here’s The sword shop if they keep like a mom when I won all I’m always the man she’s gotta cried to my dog’s be put in a 60 for sex on crash and wasn’t the money and he can tell you’re lucky the diamonds have to return that is real a Fine to madama door to think I’ve forgiven her mind Video Information
This video, titled ‘BLOCKHAMPTON – JUNKY (Minecraft Parody)’, was uploaded by Blinko on 2018-08-18 18:00:01. It has garnered 25616 views and 1503 likes. The duration of the video is 00:04:24 or 264 seconds.
After the long wait, the conclusion to the trilogy is finally here.
GOLD – https://youtu.be/XfnI5bhRd2E I’ve Seen Creepers – https://youtu.be/ic-o5VIe5Eg Instrumental – https://youtu.be/bSNrvmgFdNo Soundcloud – https://bit.ly/2L5dDcC
Thx to:
Lokus https://soundcloud.com/producedbylokus
James https://twitter.com/JamesTempest_
His https://twitter.com/thezacinthehat
zumtru https://soundcloud.com/rqmnc
Durbulence https://soundcloud.com/the_durbulence
kudose https://bit.ly/2Pi4EZ9
Cole (Didn’t use his part but thx anyway) https://twitter.com/coleoisherio
Lyrics I throw my stone out, makin room for my stack of diamonds I see some redstone, but I don’t know if I should go and mine it I killed a bunch of cows but I did not get any leather It kinda sucks and I lost my pickaxes in the nether Gotta craft some arrows but I dont have any feathers The mobs are coming so I gotta go and build a shelter I craft a sword because these creepers all about they hissin’ I said a guy was griefin’ and y’all admins barely listen We do not cuss on this server, you better keep it christian Fell in the lava cause I got pushed by a frickin piston I didn’t catch any fish, why the heck am i fishin’? I caught a griefer and the admins put him in prison I’m crafting picks for my server and tryna mine some diamonds Is it against the rules to steal stuff out of people’s chests? You know like iron armor, enchanted swords Why don’t you hide your stuff better, that’s how people steal all your ores “Why you always rap about minin diamonds?” ‘Cause not enough miners rap about minin’ Where I play on griefers get jailed and kicked So Imma get killed by a griefer right here And they can come blow my house up and, And my mine up and, And Imma still be a mod till I get banned, yeah Break the sword, stack the ore, kill the creepers now Mining on the diamond till I hear a poppin sound Stack, stack, stack, stack the ore, kill the creepers now Mining on the diamond till I hear pop, pop Break the sword, stack the ore, kill the creepers now Mining on the diamond till I hear pop I don’t trust no players, ‘cause they don’t deserve it Griefers blow up your house, they know you got the diamonds I got my hand on a pick, so now I’m goin minin’ I just crafted a cart and now I’m going ridin’ I got killed by a player and now I think he’s hidin’ I drank like two of them potions, I’ll go and try to fight him I ain’t about to win, don’t know how I’m survivin’ I need another potion, I need an ender pearl I need a diamond sword, cause my old one just got stolen It’s very scary, I think my pickaxe is almost broken I’m tryna find a sword in a chest that I can open I got no hearts remainin’, I think I’m disconnectin’ So frick the PvPers, I aint runnin from em Feelin’ like a miner, build that tower higher Minin’ in the cavern, climb back up the ladder If I had the pickaxe, I would mine it all again If I had the pickaxe, I would mine it all again I just wanna feel like I picked the right server I just wanna appeal to the mods and the admins I go to the end so I can slay that enderdragon Craftin a furnace so I can go and cook my salmon So I forgive the modders, hackers, cheaters and the griefers For blowin up my house everytime I kill a creeper They see kids win, they see kids griefin’ But when I win, they think that I am cheatin Both drinkin potions, building portals, makin enchantments Kill a zombie then eat the rotten flesh wondering why I ain’t a diamond stealer I just wanna craft some armor Craftin a helmet and a chestplate so I can live longer Both minin’ iron, still craftin pickaxes, we ran outta torches This coal-fueled furnace, we smelt it, no griefin, just craftin’ I mined some ores and I became an admin I should’ve thrown ya off the cliff so you would take damage Ain’t no diamonds, ain’t no emeralds, ain’t no lapis lazuli I hate these skeletons and zombies and the creepers killin me I hate these villagers, that won’t trade emeralds but want my purple wool, but they be humming like And yeah you mad cause you lost ores, broke your diamond sword Craft one more before you get killed so just dont die Here to mine some iron, wish youd craft a minecart Time to not restart, thought you still had five hearts Where the diamonds? Am I deep enough? I look inside my chest, say frick you, did you steal my diamonds? Respect the miners, spect the crafters, spect the admins, boy I get my pickaxe, I dont own one, make a crafting bench to make one Better hope I find some, I dont walk right past em Better hope I mine some before I try and craft some, boy Uh, no hands with the sword Jump in the cave like I mine what I want All of my ores in my chest, gotta craft And my diamonds be put in a 64 stack so I’m craftin Mobs in the mine, they attack, I aint dyin Im gettin diamonds Every time that I swing they ain’t fightin Turned my diamond ore to a pickaxe that’s a given, no minin
