It’s About a 6 Hour Drive lyrics

[Intro]
Welcome to my carnival!

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face

[Verse 1: PONTIUS PILATE]
Ate some pain pills and Neurontin
Gone, I'm off my rocker
Aim it for your face, and c*ck it
Shoot 'em like Klay Thompson
Call up Ghoste to ride, done toured the countryside
Done died a couple times, couple lowkey homicides
b*tch, I'll burn your Bible, look into my rifle
What makes you think I like you? Spark this blunt, and then ignite you
Couple lighters on my dresser, yes sir
pus*y tighter than a rollin' presser
b*tch, you guessed it, but ain't OG, g
When I'm shootin', it's them demons that's controllin' me, ho

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face
[Verse 2: Black Smurf]
You see a n*gga like I been 'bout that homicide
What you thought, I let sh*t go?
What you thought, I let you slide?
b*tch, I'm aiming for you face if I'm slidin' with that 9
f*ck that creepin' up behind, I'ma see you eye to eye
Even dream of tryin' me, better wake up and apologize
Ain't no pus*y in my blood, ain't no ho in my eye
What, you thought, I was a joke? But I ain't that type of guy
Memphis turned me cutthroat, made me unafraid to die
So ya better watch your mouth, 'fore I hop up out this ride
'Cause when I hop up out the ride
Prejudice aside, c*ck that iron, then I'm—

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face

[Verse 3: YUNG PLAGUE]
If the devil wore leopard print, I bet you'd call him Oddy Nuff
Body stuffed in the trunk, now let me go ahead and light this blunt
Smo-Smokin' murder, murder, murder
f*cked your b*tch, you don't deserve her
f*cked her twice, and then I curbed her
I want to die, it ain't unheard of
Put the pistol in my mouth, blew my brains out
b*tch, I'm aimin' for the f*ckin' grey clouds
Ain't no halo, from the cradle 'til the grave, I've been able to kill these boys, smoke my blunts and sip some maple
G*59, it ain't a label, it's a way of life, by way of life, I mean it's just a way to die
[Outro: DJ Paul]
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, lettin' you ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face