Delusional Thomas - Vertigo lyrics

Yo, yeah yo, yo, yo
Um

He must be off his rocker
Got the chopper in his locker
Cock it, let it go Gunshot
Pow I'll turn these fruit's
Into some vegetables
X and O, semi-loaded up, bitch, I'm surgical
Your head explodes
Your chest get opened up like convertibles
(Woah) You're now experiencin' vertigo
This that in the dungeon, hermit flow
Now it's gettin' personal, sharpen swords
Soldiers like I'm Percival
Chill with Richard Branson
Smokin' blunts inside the terminal
Virgin Air, phone ain't gettin' service there
Murk 'em if a person speak a word or stare
Nobody move
Leave these bitches bloody, bruised, here
To murder me, you
Your momma and your cousin too
It's nothin' new, simply we don't fuck witchu
This the stroke of a genius
Light the smoke then go float with a Phoenix
I'm walkin' by humbly
Lookin' pretty troublin', it's all good
They don't notice I'm Jesus