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Midnight in Shaolin Video (MV)




Performed By: Sareem
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Alexander Sarem




Sareem - Midnight in Shaolin Lyrics




Throw your hands in the mothaf*ckin air!
Ah yeah nigga
Pass the dro I'm getting comfortable
I'm just a young baller nigga wit a nappy fro
Stackin them bills like buffalo
Handling bricks like Shaqs free throw
They say I'm the coldest like I didn't know this
A rookie in the game rappin like a pro
Finding my groove got these bitches chasing
Comin out swinging leave these niggas hating
On that comeback trail like Antonio brown
Im just having fun don't take me for a clown
Play wit me Imma lay yo ass out
Momma told me don't rap for clout
Stay authentic it'll keep you modest
Maybe one day youll take off like Michael Thomas

Niggas think they safe when they playing wit my name
Talking all dat shit think that we just playing games
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Trillest nigga out better handle all your shit
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Leave the world in a minute and I come back the next
Countin check after check maybe give a subtle flex
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Its a cold world out there don't you do it all alone
Gotta keep fighting back make ya way to the throne
Loyalty over royalty getting rarer by the second
Time is ticking down better hold on to the essence
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Midnight in Shaolin better handle all your shit
Run it

Throw your hands in the mothaf*ckin air!
Ah yeah nigga
We run the game smoking on OG
That backyard shit get guacamole
Flipping shit just like gymnastics
Alex gettin known for dropping straight classics
My baby girl thicker than morning molasses
F*ckin wit me is like playing in traffic
I love me a girl thats sarcastic
Or maybe I need me a witch
To play wit my wand thats magic
After that im in her fridge
Believe me when I say im no better than you
Except when I rap so I guess that aint true
Niggas cant f*ck wit the style I use
So imma have to bid the mic adieu

Niggas think they safe when they playing wit my name
Talking all dat shit think that we just playing games
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Trillest nigga out better handle all your shit
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Leave the world in a minute and I come back the next
Countin check after check maybe give a subtle flex
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Its a cold world out there don't you do it all alone
Gotta keep fighting back make ya way to the throne
Loyalty over royalty getting rarer by the second
Time is ticking down better hold on to the essence
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Midnight in Shaolin better handle all your shit
Run it
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Throw your hands in the mothaf*ckin air!
Ah yeah nigga
Pass the dro I'm getting comfortable
I'm just a young baller nigga wit a nappy fro
Stackin them bills like buffalo
Handling bricks like Shaqs free throw
They say I'm the coldest like I didn't know this
A rookie in the game rappin like a pro
Finding my groove got these bitches chasing
Comin out swinging leave these niggas hating
On that comeback trail like Antonio brown
Im just having fun don't take me for a clown
Play wit me Imma lay yo ass out
Momma told me don't rap for clout
Stay authentic it'll keep you modest
Maybe one day youll take off like Michael Thomas

Niggas think they safe when they playing wit my name
Talking all dat shit think that we just playing games
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Trillest nigga out better handle all your shit
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Leave the world in a minute and I come back the next
Countin check after check maybe give a subtle flex
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Its a cold world out there don't you do it all alone
Gotta keep fighting back make ya way to the throne
Loyalty over royalty getting rarer by the second
Time is ticking down better hold on to the essence
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Midnight in Shaolin better handle all your shit
Run it

Throw your hands in the mothaf*ckin air!
Ah yeah nigga
We run the game smoking on OG
That backyard shit get guacamole
Flipping shit just like gymnastics
Alex gettin known for dropping straight classics
My baby girl thicker than morning molasses
F*ckin wit me is like playing in traffic
I love me a girl thats sarcastic
Or maybe I need me a witch
To play wit my wand thats magic
After that im in her fridge
Believe me when I say im no better than you
Except when I rap so I guess that aint true
Niggas cant f*ck wit the style I use
So imma have to bid the mic adieu

Niggas think they safe when they playing wit my name
Talking all dat shit think that we just playing games
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Trillest nigga out better handle all your shit
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Leave the world in a minute and I come back the next
Countin check after check maybe give a subtle flex
And im gone
Mothaf*cka im gone
Its a cold world out there don't you do it all alone
Gotta keep fighting back make ya way to the throne
Loyalty over royalty getting rarer by the second
Time is ticking down better hold on to the essence
Pull up hop out nigga whatchu think this is
Midnight in Shaolin better handle all your shit
Run it
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Writer: Alexander Sarem
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