Themselves, Sole - 1 for No Money lyrics

One for the money two for no money
My dreams psychedelic nightmares
My team worms and burning bridges
See the light like Copernicus
They want to burn me
Like the suns of Copernicus
They got nothing on me
Lyrics is Louis Vuitton belts
My style is straight jackets
And suicide bomb belts
No more Tim dogging 'em
Bin Laden, I been rapping
Since the days in blue eyes
Got your head padded it’s a small world
Beware the pot you piss in
May be the one you drink from
The tree you plant today may be
The one you hang from et cetera
Everyday I’m hustling but I
Ain’t a middle man come see me when roc az
Got more guns than Afghanistan
I started this weird shit
Now everybody wants to be normal
This shit rise to the top
That’s why no promo this ain’t a mix tape
It's an I don’t give a fuck tape
It's high school revenge in a brief case
Who brought the duct tape