WAITING ROOM
[Intro: PerkDaddy]
Few days left
Just wait ’til I bust out this shit
[Verse 1: PerkDaddy]
You anticipating the time when I come alive
I perpetrating the fine line of my lines
Contemplating my mind constantly overdrive
But honestly I’m a Mercedes not a Hyundai
On a drive by debating on masturbating
The love making for my seminatian
But before the penetration and before the temptation
Into mating I rise into exploration for GTF nation
For my life don’t be fakin’ don’t be shakin’
Be awake and be alive do or die
This is it I’ve arrived
[Chorus: PerkDaddy]
In a waiting room listening to boring tunes
Breathing toxic fumes gotta leave the system real soon
In a waiting room listening to boring tunes
Breathing toxic fumes gotta leave the system real soon
[Verse 2: PerkDaddy]
And I’m onto it better fucking move cause I’m dominant
If I’m still I be bombing it come and hit using my wit
I be ominous once I come to hit I be prominent
With all my hits I’m an anomaly
I’m my own colony like a home grown botany
Fuck I grown my own broccoli
Bitch I’m tone when I’m bodying this tone
Out of me you’re blown
Now your bodily bones are wobbly
Like being powned by my hominally
King of the throne is where I wanna be
Not gonna be a clone or some commonly
Drone for monopoly it’s time to see PerkDaddy
In his throne curtains stun open for show
[Chorus: PerkDaddy]
In a waiting room listening to boring tunes
Breathing toxic fumes gotta leave the system real soon
In a waiting room listening to boring tunes
Breathing toxic fumes gotta leave GTF soon
[Verse 3: PerkDaddy]
People wait to flee the room they assume
Their fate’s to leave the room
But print to sue they see
They reality in doom they start to weep the room
They sink into the sea
Exhume the beat and creep
Into the tomb it sleep all they can do is dream
While I succeed to my own drum
Fee fi fo fum fucking outta here
When I die then I’m done
Marching like the guys with the guns
Fuck it I’m a sergeant with a ton of fucking guns
Charging everyone discharging anyone
Hitting the floor run to the forefront
For the pure fun without my four buds
Winning the war as one with my fucking sour tongue
Swerving and spun you’re stung
Killing ‘em one by one
Towing ‘em in the back of my trunk
Throw ‘em in sack like a junk
Wacking ‘em clunk clunk clunk
It turns black for them punks
PerkDaddy’s back to attack and in fact GTF sunk
Yeah mother fucker never again only PerkDaddy now