Respect My Gun
PRhyme Lyrics


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Competition fail hard 'cause I got real bars
Like Barbarians y'all looking like male far
Or carry em while I'm chillin' abroad with a broad that is Bulgarian
With my dick in her jaw is givin' her heart failure
Lookin' at the down under like living in Australia
With no feelings involved, like Lauryn Hill killin' us soft
I score at will but when you this fly it's either limit, the sky
Or the unlimited fall, feel like I'm livin' the life of the infamous raw
Criminal who's been spinnin' inside the mirror in the sky
Suspended in time like the General Zod
Connoisseur of the finest colognes, call me the chemical lord
Pure artist and it's for sure dog

You ain't gotta respect me
But you better not disrespect my
Motherfuckin' gun

God of the semi-automatic but yo ass bet not call me no semi-god
I'm sippin' on Guinness while sittin' in the synagogue
Tall spendin', livin' large (livin' large)
And it's the yard, niggas long winded
I'm gettin' in my car and I'm skrrtin' off (skrrtin' off)
Convict around bricks of raw, I keep the same down chick around different tours
I tore down shit before now the shit be more, 'cause now ya boy sounds just matured
And your shit for clowns, CB4, I don't know, Rihanna, Rita Ora
Either or, it'd be an honor to be a fly on either wall
Of these giant divas anytime you see the dogs, call the hyenas, we at war

You ain't gotta respect me
But you better not disrespect my
Motherfuckin' gun

Facts, I might air you a gas, dunk your body out on Fairfax
Play the trap laid on the air mat before rap
I had the .44 mag in the velour bag
Bag of bitches had 'em bickerin' and back and fourth
This ain't badminton, I had to admit that shit bad for business
I like 'em bad and send your women, friend get apprehended
It's clear as wind that I done mastered this pimpin'
Hopped out the albino rhino, I don't buy no clothes with rhinestones
I'm too refined, I'm not common folk
Ferragamo robe, my skin rose gold, I was rockin' moto 7 years ago
You niggas slow, just dig the hole and don't be difficult
I keep the .40 Colt for hopes to get me smoked

You ain't gotta respect me
But you better not disrespect my
Motherfuckin' gun

Prhyme (Ride out)

You ain't gotta respect me




But you better not disrespect my
Motherfuckin' gun

Overall Meaning

In "Respect My Gun," Prhyme emphasizes the importance of respecting their power and dominance in the rap game. The first verse refers to the competition as weak and insignificant, while the second verse boasts about the luxurious lifestyle and skills as a pimp. The repetition of the phrase "You ain't gotta respect me, But you better not disrespect my, Motherfuckin' gun" serves as a warning to anyone who tries to challenge them or underestimate their abilities.


The simile comparing the competition to male far (a plant used for animal feed) reinforces the idea that they are inferior and not on the same level as Prhyme. Furthermore, the line "Lookin' at the down under like living in Australia" uses a play on words to both reference the woman's genitalia and express the indifference towards feelings or emotions in sexual encounters. The allusion to Lauryn Hill's iconic song "Killing Me Softly" implies that Prhyme's lyrics and flow are so powerful that they can cause emotional harm to their opponents.


The second verse highlights the lavish lifestyle with references to sipping on Guinness in the synagogue and wearing Ferragamo robes. The line "I keep the .40 Colt for hopes to get me smoked" shows a sense of invincibility and readiness to take on any challenges or threats to their dominance.


Overall, "Respect My Gun" is a confident and fearless declaration of power and control in the rap game.


Line by Line Meaning

Competition fail hard 'cause I got real bars
My competition cannot match up to me because I have very strong lyrics.


Like Barbarians y'all looking like male far
My opponents look weak compared to me.


Or carry em while I'm chillin' abroad with a broad that is Bulgarian
Even while I am on vacation with a Bulgarian woman, I am still dominating in this game.


With my dick in her jaw is givin' her heart failure
The power of my prowess can cause a woman to become weak and affected.


Lookin' at the down under like living in Australia
I am so good that I can make the difficult seem easy.


With no feelings involved, like Lauryn Hill killin' us soft
When I am performing, I do not allow emotions to come in the way, unlike Lauryn Hill.


I score at will but when you this fly it's either limit, the sky
I can score at any time, but I keep pushing myself to reach newer heights.


Or the unlimited fall, feel like I'm livin' the life of the infamous raw
I am living a dangerous life, and anything can happen any time.


Criminal who's been spinnin' inside the mirror in the sky
I am like a criminal, moving stealthily and causing everyone to take note.


Suspended in time like the General Zod
I am like General Zod, suspended in time, but still ruthless.


Connoisseur of the finest colognes, call me the chemical lord
I am a connoisseur of the best colognes, and no one can beat me in that department.


Pure artist and it's for sure dog
I am a pure artist, and there is no doubt about it.


You ain't gotta respect me
You don't have to respect me.


But you better not disrespect my
But you better not disrespect my.


Motherfuckin' gun
My gun is powerful and dangerous.


God of the semi-automatic but yo ass bet not call me no semi-god
I am the God of the semi-automatic, and you should not call me a semi-god.


I'm sippin' on Guinness while sittin' in the synagogue
I am sipping Guinness while sitting in the synagogue.


Tall spendin', livin' large (livin' large)
I am spending money and living lavishly.


And it's the yard, niggas long winded
Other people are dragging their feet and not keeping up.


I'm gettin' in my car and I'm skrrtin' off (skrrtin' off)
I am leaving in a hurry.


Convict around bricks of raw, I keep the same down chick around different tours
I am a convict and have lots of drugs, and I keep the same woman traveling with me.


I tore down shit before now the shit be more, 'cause now ya boy sounds just matured
I caused destruction in the past, but now I am more mature and wiser.


And your shit for clowns, CB4, I don't know, Rihanna, Rita Ora
Your work is a joke compared to mine, like a parody movie or even Rihanna or Rita Ora.


Either or, it'd be an honor to be a fly on either wall
It would be an honor to be in the presence of either artist, even if it is just a fly on the wall.


Of these giant divas anytime you see the dogs, call the hyenas, we at war
If you see their entourage, call my crew because we are at war with them.


Facts, I might air you a gas, dunk your body out on Fairfax
I have a lot of power, and I can toss you out of here any time I want.


Play the trap laid on the air mat before rap
I was already successful before I even entered the rap game.


I had the .44 mag in the velour bag
I am well-prepared with a .44 Mag in my possession.


Bag of bitches had 'em bickerin' and back and fourth
I have a group of women fighting over me.


This ain't badminton, I had to admit that shit bad for business
This is not child's play, and it can be bad for business.


I like 'em bad and send your women, friend get apprehended
I like the bad ones and will send your woman back to you after I use her.


It's clear as wind that I done mastered this pimpin'
I am a master of the game because everyone knows it.


Hopped out the albino rhino, I don't buy no clothes with rhinestones
I do not wear clothes with rhinestones and instead opt for a unique albino rhino outfit.


I'm too refined, I'm not common folk
I am not like everyone else, and I am much more refined.


Ferragamo robe, my skin rose gold, I was rockin' moto 7 years ago
I wear a luxurious Ferragamo robe and have rose gold skin, and I was wearing trendy Moto fashion 7 years ago.


You niggas slow, just dig the hole and don't be difficult
You guys are too slow, and you just need to dig a hole and not be difficult.


I keep the .40 Colt for hopes to get me smoked
I carry a .40 Colt gun in hopes that someone will try to mess with me and get burned.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Anthony Markeith Reid, Christopher E. Martin, Rakeem Calief Meyer, Ryan Daniel Montgomery

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Anthony Balderas

Intro: sample]
I am here to make something perfectly clear

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]
Competition fell hard 'cause I got real bars like barbarians
Y'all looking like Mel Farr, ball-carrying
While I'm chilling abroad with a broad that's Bulgarian
With my dick in her jaws, giving her heart failure
Licking it down under like living in Australia
With no feelings involved, like Lauryn Hill, killing her soft
I score at will, but when you this fly
It's either limit the sky or the unlimited fall
Feel like I'm living the life of the infamous, raw criminal
Who's been spinning inside the mirror in the sky
Suspended in time like the General Zod
Connoisseur of the finest colognes, call me the chemical lord
Pure artist, and it's for sure, dawg, and-

[Chorus: Royce da 5'9"]
You ain't gotta respect me
But you better not disrespect my motherfucking gun

[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
God of the semi-automatic
But your ass bet' not call me no semi-god
I'm sipping on Guinness while sitting in the synagogue
Tall-spending, living large
And this to y'all niggas long-winded
I'm getting in my car and I'm skidding off
Convict of brown bricks and raw
I keep the same down chick around different tours
I tore down shit before and now the shit be more
'Cause now your boy's sound's just matured
And your shit for clowns, CB4
I don't know, Rihanna, Rita Ora, either/or
It'd be an honor just to be a fly on either wall of these giant divas
Any time you see the dogs, call the hyenas, we at war


[Chorus: Royce da 5'9"]
You ain't gotta respect me
But you better not disrespect my motherfucking gun

[Verse 3: Roc Marciano]
Facts, I might air you with gats, dump your body out on Fairfax
Played the trap, laid on the air mat before rap
I had the .44 Mag in the velour bag
Bagging bitches, had a bickering back and forth
This ain't badminton
I had to admit, that shit bad for business
I like 'em bad, I seen your women friend get apprehended
It's clear as wind that I done mastered this pimping
Hopped out the albino rhino
I don't buy no clothes with rhinestones
I'm too refined, I'm not common folk
Ferragamo robe, my skin rose gold
I was rocking Moto seven years ago, you niggas slow
Just dig the hole and don't be difficult
I keep the .40 Colt for hopes to get me smoked

[Chorus: Royce da 5'9"]
You ain't gotta respect me
But you better not disrespect my motherfucking gun

[Interlude: DJ Premier]
PRhyme, ride out



All comments from YouTube:

Suezar ThaFinest

I played this song like 15 times in a row when I first heard it and every day at least 5 times for 2 months straight after that... Premo the greatest ever no debates don't at me!

Chanc' Register

Lol accurate facts

Flow~Matik ♪

Roc Marciano! Best MC! 🎶🎤

The Bol

My Favorite song on this classic album. The beat and the lyrics + ROC= Classic.....

Martijn Braakhekke

Roc marci never dissapoints🔥🤙🏼

Terrell Hayes

I'm not a huge roc Marciano fan but that verse was flawless. And I love it. His verse is the reason I love replaying that song

Ashton Morris

Terrell Hayes Roc Marci is the man .

suspectTV

FAM, it sounds no different then any other roc joint produced by whoever! ahahaha

Terrell Hayes

I just can't get wit roc y'all lol he has a monotone flow with a very monotone beat(no beat technically) all the time and it causes me to lose interest quick. So this beat made me pay attention and then when I was listening to what he was saying and how he was saying it I loved. And I'm not saying I hate all his music. There's a couple songs I like from him it's just hard to get through a whole album from him

Hayden Gary

Terrell Hayes I understand that, roc marc is an acquired taste but once you catch up to his wave it's the best music

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