The Sleepwalkers - Million Dollar Corner lyrics

[Intro/Hook: repeat 2X] I got a million dollar corner, (million) million dollar corner Million dollar corner, (million) million dollar corner Ever since I got it like, e'rybody want it Got a million dollar corner, (million) million dollar corner [Verse 1: Ab-Liva ] Million dollar corner from the school of the hard knocks Built an empire off of hard rock, hard work Freezin cold winters on the block in my longjohns All heart semi-auto pistol in my Sean Johns [Pusha-T:] Three wings, fried rice, soup with the wontons Fiends love my face, wavin they stems like pom-poms Public Enemy P, put my Africa charm on "Night of the Living Baseheads" with the song on [Sandman:] Man the quarter's all gone, I re-up again Give me 7 to bend, I got 2 in the crib It's only 7 A.M., the early bird gets the worm As I post pine wall in my dickie overalls [No Malice:] Handle my mission, strict protocol 3 A.M. and momma's so appalled Crack in my clothes, she gon' call the law And never look back like Sodom and Gomorrah [Ab-Liva:] I got a wild pile like it's Kilamanjaro Cook it up Cypress Hill, "k** a Man" raw Pocket full of stones, back against the wall, burner on my side Pourin liquor for my n***as in the sky [Pusha-T:] Eye for an eye, I'm the meaning of simplify My hoes circle me, the true meaning of pi You caught up in my word like it's Catcher in the Rye Stevie with the ki's is my "Ribbon in the Sky" [Sandman:] As I an*lyze all these clients all are mine I think there's some inside while I sit up in that ride Everyday this money gettin bigger Cook up a whole drawer and put out dime size nickels, ya dig? [No Malice:] And I'm never in a pickle, ya dig? Bail money straight cause I done saved for the drizzle Fiends can't wait they know my work from the sizzle Pistol in your face cause some n***as need a visual [Hook] [Verse 2: Ab-Liva] I'm a boss now floss that, horse in the hood n***a do it to the sky, fire red like a torch Now a bad b**h on my arm, whispered that I want her Fly where it's warm, hang Louis bags on her [Pusha-T:] Feelin like Adonis, the roof is a goner Sun hit the watch, wrist steam like a sauna Drug money laundered, feds comin to harm us Spend a lifetime, duckin dodgin my karma [Sandman:] Bentley with the armor, floatin on a cloud Daddy blowin on the scarma bangin Mary J. "No Drama" Thinkin how them Thomas got that common effect I love p**y but what's better than s** is real paper player [No Malice:] Toss a brick like an easy lay-up Powder more noses than Mac counter makeup Thirty-six O's off, then counter Jacob Hustle to the d**h until commonwealth erase us [Ab-Liva:] I can see it clear through them Gucci Aviators It's written on your face these n***as is paper haters The Pyrex pidgeon n***a what the block gave us I'm third generation descendant of rock shavers [Pusha-T:] I fed the cravers, disregarded my neighbors Sponsored them hoes, Memoirs of a Geisha As I reveal that ain't how momma raised us With audacity 'spect God to save us [Sandman:] Or Satan to condemn us for sinnin Costin your soul, the price paid for alternate winnin You see I'm lost on Crack Road and Cocaine Fall How we started? On that Million Dollar Cor-ner [No Malice:] I'm just like Jack Horner with the pie in the corner Like my uncles before us, we in line with the foreigners Word on the streets is the feds comin to corner us Just don't speak like WHEN and we gon' pay the lawyers [Hook]