Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
When I spawn into the world you know I be so frightening
Got no things for flint and steel but I make fire with lightning
My sword super icy it can be so blinding
If the armor set is diamond you know a brotha be grinding
When I step into that dungeon the monster count be high
If a creeper creeping up you'll know I'll let it fly
Killed many villagers I ain't gonna lie
They be greedy with their trades, they all finna die
I travel 'cross the land, in search for that rock
But the mobs make it hard for me to find that block
Endermen movin' their location on lock
Sleeping at night, I hear the zombies knock
You know how many villagers I have killed? (How many?)
Rig explosives under everything they have build
I go hard in this world too much blood is spilled
I'm a murderer, baby, I'm virtually skilled
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
Staring at my phone, wait
Nevermind that
Text you but you don't look
So I play minecraft
You'll find my bars sharp
Call it a guardian
Her man hating Minecraft?
Imma End-er-man
Loot on my back
And I'm packin' what you will be lackin'
I'm putting my hat to the back
And there's no end to what i'll be rappin'
Cause when you die I'll be laughin'
My keyboard I'm gonna be tappin'
Your drops I'm gonna be sappin'
In fact it's this beat that i'll be trappin'
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
I keep my flex up
Iced up wrist made from blue rock
Make it rain when I want, Game God
Gold chain 'round my neck, golem decorated bed
Pockets filled with loot, still need more, build another chest
I got a hoe made of diamond, never leave my side
You use your hand to touch your wood, bet you wanna die
I built a house, call me 'jip-sa'
Got that 200 IQ, I'm in Mensa
Yeah you know that Illest ain't my thing but you know I got the sickness
Iller than most folk
The mixtape Ender-man
Pocket pick it then I flip it making riches always killin'
Boy it's time to pack your bags up, because you always tripping
My dad don't preach, but I'm a PK
Spit a verse and your whole house go up in blue flames
Out the frame
More fame
Server recognition
Rep town KR
The OG Addition
Jason Kay - Minecraft (feat. Dr. Doctor Eggroll, Bahksang & Cracka Samcheon) Lyrics
Jason Kay - Minecraft (feat. Dr. Doctor Eggroll, Bahksang & Cracka Samcheon) Lyrics
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Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
When I spawn into the world you know I be so frightening
Got no things for flint and steel but I make fire with lightning
My sword super icy it can be so blinding
If the armor set is diamond you know a brotha be grinding
When I step into that dungeon the monster count be high
If a creeper creeping up you'll know I'll let it fly
Killed many villagers I ain't gonna lie
They be greedy with their trades, they all finna die
I travel 'cross the land, in search for that rock
But the mobs make it hard for me to find that block
Endermen movin' their location on lock
Sleeping at night, I hear the zombies knock
You know how many villagers I have killed? (How many?)
Rig explosives under everything they have build
I go hard in this world too much blood is spilled
I'm a murderer, baby, I'm virtually skilled
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
Staring at my phone, wait
Nevermind that
Text you but you don't look
So I play minecraft
You'll find my bars sharp
Call it a guardian
Her man hating Minecraft?
Imma End-er-man
Loot on my back
And I'm packin' what you will be lackin'
I'm putting my hat to the back
And there's no end to what i'll be rappin'
Cause when you die I'll be laughin'
My keyboard I'm gonna be tappin'
Your drops I'm gonna be sappin'
In fact it's this beat that i'll be trappin'
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
I keep my flex up
Iced up wrist made from blue rock
Make it rain when I want, Game God
Gold chain 'round my neck, golem decorated bed
Pockets filled with loot, still need more, build another chest
I got a hoe made of diamond, never leave my side
You use your hand to touch your wood, bet you wanna die
I built a house, call me 'jip-sa'
Got that 200 IQ, I'm in Mensa
Yeah you know that Illest ain't my thing but you know I got the sickness
Iller than most folk
The mixtape Ender-man
Pocket pick it then I flip it making riches always killin'
Boy it's time to pack your bags up, because you always tripping
My dad don't preach, but I'm a PK
Spit a verse and your whole house go up in blue flames
Out the frame
More fame
Server recognition
Rep town KR
The OG Addition
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
When I spawn into the world you know I be so frightening
Got no things for flint and steel but I make fire with lightning
My sword super icy it can be so blinding
If the armor set is diamond you know a brotha be grinding
When I step into that dungeon the monster count be high
If a creeper creeping up you'll know I'll let it fly
Killed many villagers I ain't gonna lie
They be greedy with their trades, they all finna die
I travel 'cross the land, in search for that rock
But the mobs make it hard for me to find that block
Endermen movin' their location on lock
Sleeping at night, I hear the zombies knock
You know how many villagers I have killed? (How many?)
Rig explosives under everything they have build
I go hard in this world too much blood is spilled
I'm a murderer, baby, I'm virtually skilled
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
Staring at my phone, wait
Nevermind that
Text you but you don't look
So I play minecraft
You'll find my bars sharp
Call it a guardian
Her man hating Minecraft?
Imma End-er-man
Loot on my back
And I'm packin' what you will be lackin'
I'm putting my hat to the back
And there's no end to what i'll be rappin'
Cause when you die I'll be laughin'
My keyboard I'm gonna be tappin'
Your drops I'm gonna be sappin'
In fact it's this beat that i'll be trappin'
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep the hustle
Hunger score
Keep your grind up
Craft a sword
Wood, stone, iron, ore
Gold, emerald, diamonds hoard
Keep on crafting
It's a chore
Keep on digging
Nether ore
I keep my flex up
Iced up wrist made from blue rock
Make it rain when I want, Game God
Gold chain 'round my neck, golem decorated bed
Pockets filled with loot, still need more, build another chest
I got a hoe made of diamond, never leave my side
You use your hand to touch your wood, bet you wanna die
I built a house, call me 'jip-sa'
Got that 200 IQ, I'm in Mensa
Yeah you know that Illest ain't my thing but you know I got the sickness
Iller than most folk
The mixtape Ender-man
Pocket pick it then I flip it making riches always killin'
Boy it's time to pack your bags up, because you always tripping
My dad don't preach, but I'm a PK
Spit a verse and your whole house go up in blue flames
Out the frame
More fame
Server recognition
Rep town KR
The OG Addition
Writer: Bailey Kim, James Zentner, Jason Kay, Noah Kim
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid