Kixxie Siete - The Resolution lyrics

[Kixxie, Intro:] 20-12 b**hes! It's that Yacht Klub shi-izz! [Kixxie:] I got this flow they couldn't touch with a 10 foot pole Or a roach clip, Kixxie I'm the best thing smoking Zoning, chicks look in awe and they drawers drop Spit just drip to the floor, like all right Clean up on Aisle 7 I went from, eating top Rhyming on the block, rhyming Ever since I've been, blessed by Tio Mari Like I'm in, I've been, one bad omen When I zoom in I home in on ya homie's, head; One motion, and I blow ya whole dome in, dead I, move like a ronin when I bruise my opponents I ain't ever had no master, don't nobody own him When it's coming to raps this motherf**er's the owner; Used to be an employee until I got a promotion; Now I'm ashing cigars in the middle of the ocean I be marijuana roasting, bottles up toasting Little did they know I'd grab the mic and start rocking it The stage burst, the flames resemblin' the apocalypse Remember what the prophet said? Right before the comet hits? "You must fear the poet with the eyes that are lava red!" I'm like f** it I'm ready for 2012 It's that Y2K: That's every man for himself This that Y2K; Don't make me take off my belt! Whipping that a** leaving it covered in welts You only f**ing yourself, if you f**ing with me That's that, Yacht Klub baby It's that...bullsh** [Artie:] That's that bullsh** baby OK, yeah I'm crazy, like this, yo: Create to devastate Initiate the two times faster rate They fold, now they masturbate They had to wait, I let' em know Spit it and I let 'em go; Finally realizing that I had to dead the flow A better glow, something about me you will never know Something about my mind when I rhyme I'll forever show I'll forever hold my spot down, spot clowns Art was cool, but then he's hot now! …the full signs of a masterpiece Master Chief, after the beef He gon' need back relief (Yikes!) Or a chiropractor I'm a hot known factor, spitting live rows at ya To the pavement, laced with, hokum tied in the basement Face it, waste it, whole style retraced it Till that light sound, frozen, get hit, then back out Let them notice me -- conscious writer through my poetry Oh it be that n***a that's too smart to handle Sophisticated mind freak, nighttime vandal! And I'll, hit you like, you had yo hands out Switch up the plans Got the good cause I ran out! Never be that mystical Intanginible, rare like a mineral Spit that sh**, I ain't hearing a pennant (?) tho! Mind savage, off top, rhyme damage Compare me to a n***a who's only average! (Gah!) Not having this, son, we yacht klubbin' Not having this on, my n***a we yacht livin' on [Kixxie:] Yacht klubbin', all of them b**hes love me I be like, "Wa**up, I be hotter than a oven." Yeah, show me McLovin' Kind of that Muck Double I'm on, I'm nothing but -- trouble [Artie:] Dirtbag n***a, nothing but trouble 1-2 n***as, we always on the double! [Kixxie:] I ain't never on no Apple phone I'm on my Android sh**, n***a all that, you know!