[Comments]
Ya know, depending on what kind of trouble you in
That determines what kind of gun ya need
When you in a little trouble, ya might need the little gun
But when you in a lot of trouble, you gotta pull out the heavy gun

[Verse 1]
There’s no doubt that K-Rino is the best flower from the South
You can chop off both my arms and I’ll still [?] you in your mouth
My tongue is the trigger, shoot ‘em with a few hot vocals then I’m out
You stole a copy of my album, and it exploded in his house
I started as a portrait not to impressively
An artist drew my hand first then snatched the pen from him then drew the rеst of me
I send sciencе of the mind ‘cause my enzymes are sublime
Plus I’m inclined to smoke a rapper ten times out of nine
Every facet of my existence imparts aggression
My GPS lady even gives me pissed off directions
I throw smoke and new poems over you
Opening quotable yet ferocious although I’m so noticeably colloquial
You’re too slow and emotional
You’ll be screaming like I was close even when knowing I’m on a whole different coast from you
Nothing you say I’ll ever be scared of
‘cause I think ahead of any situation that you think you thought ahead of

[Hook]
The heavy gun has a shot for everyone
When it comes you better run
Run before it blows you open
The heavy gun has a shot for everyone
When it comes you better run
Run before it blows you open

[Verse 2]
I’m set for rendering you breathless
The only thing I’ll be impressed with is when I see you entering your exit
I’m too raw for this
I won’t even argue that I’m a narcissist
I lay artists on plates and then say grace over their carcasses
For ruthless bars I’m always searching
When I write verses, the birds stop chirping so they won’t disturb me while I’m working
I’m so beyond the universal curtain that I was even starstruck the first time that I met myself in person
The metaphor and simile perfecter
The chemistry and synergy director
Elite twenty feet centimeter stretcher
And I betcha can’t relieve the pressure
I manifest a league of mental seeds that interbreed and then conceive a sea of lectures
I scheme and get away cleanly
So supremely elusive that you’ll walk up to me, asking me ‘have I seen me?’
I’ll sting you if you try to demean me
Squeeze your throat so extreme that a grain of salt won’t even travel down it cleanly

[Hook]
The heavy gun has a shot for everyone
When it comes you better run
Run before it blows you open
The heavy gun has a shot for everyone
When it comes you better run
Run before it blows you open

[Verse 3]
I’m glad to diminish each passive inadequate sentence
I’ll trap you in a labyrinth with twenty more labyrinths in it
They say my dosage burn
If my flow ain’t dope then why you so concerned?
I’m so well learned I know how to get back from the point of no return
I plan to waste ya once I step up to deface ya
Take a pencil and write all night ’til nothing’s left but the eraser
Anyone rat who’s faking his craft gets taken to task
I’ll push you through a closed window without breaking the glass
For the bars that I have, I walk the remarkable path
To be part of my staff, you must learn to give water a bath
Let’s see, I love addressing you directly
Make you guess between one and a billion then snap your neck if you don’t guess it correctly
Coming like a true soldier that’ll move over when you’re too close to my set
Bringing me home would be just like adopting Cujo as a pet
They’ll offer sympathy in sentiments
‘cause you’ll never resemble any semblance of my vivid mental preeminence

[Hook]
The heavy gun has a shot for everyone
When it comes you better run
Run before it blows you open
The heavy gun has a shot for everyone
When it comes you better run
Run before it blows you open