Khid Genius...the mysterious, underground, hip hop beast from tha East...just doing what he does...livin' tha life and not givin' a what!...started at the bottom, section 8, rollin' full throttle wit extra weight...til his tape landed on a plate, apparently catchin' the attention of Jazz Legend, Jason Peterson DeLaire...and from there...its history... yet a mystery, lined wit pestilence and misery...still goin' at it miserably...for over 25 years...in his own world...like literally, he doesn't even register wit this realm...and that element don't sit well, in a world full of followers and influencers, he stays off the beaten path on purpose, cuz livin' day to day for money and fame is worthless, unless you gonna do it right...and believe me, if tha Khid ever get it on like that for real...you better say...Uh Oh! and put that speaker to ya ear....cuz it's funna get weird...so open up tha BLK BOX, an unleash the crack rocks, it's funna get mad hot up in here...Cambodia, end to end burnah, Phnom Penh....Khid Genius....the Claw....cuz all you ever saw was his right arm....1/2 of tha WHIZZ KHIDZ production DUO..... pumpin' shots at'cha noodle...There are no rules...only manifestations from the mind...that can grind time into dust an fine wine, on a fine line, about a mile high in the clouds all day...we A50K...above people, and above evil...when push come to shove, he smokin' on bud...gettin' nothin' but love...he might, rub a dub dub wit yo girl in a tub...but ya never can tell.

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