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If you are a beautiful strong Mujahideen, someone will put this in your comments.
╚═════════════════لَا إِلٰهَ إِلَّا الله مُحَمَّدٌ رَسُولُ الله══════════════════╝
So we back in the mine,
Got our pickaxe swinging from
Side to side,
Side-side to side.
This task a grueling one,
Hope to find some diamonds to
Night-night-night.
Diamonds tonight.
Heads up,
You hear a sound,
Turn around and look up
Total shock fills your body.
Oh no it’s you again,
I could never forget those
Eyes, eyes, eyes,
Eyes, eyes, eyes,
Cause baby tonight,
The creepers trying to steal our stuff again.
Cause baby tonight,
Grab your pick, shovel and bolt again.
And run, run, until it’s done, done.
Until the sun comes up in the morn
Cause baby tonight,
The creepers trying to share all your stuff again.
Just when you think you're safe overhear some hissing from
Right behind,
Right, right behind.
That's a nice life you have,
Shame it’s gotta end at this
Time, time, time.
Time, time, time
*i move away from the mic to breathe*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA