Themselves 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 louie vaton belts,
my style is straight jackets and suicide bomb belts,
no more tim dogin em
binladen, 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 etcetera
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,
Its an I don’t give a f*ck tape,
Its highschool revenge in a brief case
Who brought the duct tape