» verse 1
kill Mics,
but nothing like Conrad Murray
I'm getting money fast,
my currency's called Hurry
I shoot haters lights out,
rappin Stephen Curry
and like a weedhead,
you will never see me worried

a young bob marley,
I rebel without a flag
think anybody that does,
is closer to being fag
and keep a couple chicks,
I'mma country boy farmer
and if she want head,
know that i believe in Karma

Special like Obama,
keep a sister next to me
that wont a judge a dude
like her first name is judy
I got love for cuties
but they weigh more than money
so expecting them to fly
with my pockets just seems funny

i dont do halloween,
so that means no trick or treats
but like Juliano
hope she's for the beat
i stick to the green
like a pair of good cleats
and like double X-L ,
not many girls get in my sheets



» chorus 1 (whispered)
look and see khid,
I come from south khack
you never seen a dude like him
from this part of the map
he rock mics well..
and his style is immaculate
and the haters hating,
but look... he still back at it


» verse 2
A real dope flow
and the base is too pure
that means that this a hit
for the fiends.... no sewer
if you know hip hop,
then you know the punch lines
got more D in it
than Mayweather at fight time

I'm sick with the grind...
like a STD or something
the flow stays hard
when the beat get to bumpin
then i bust,
dumpin on the world,
you're infected
i'm positive if you catch me,
no need to get tested

precious like seconds,
time is not for one to waist
That strictly for my belt
to hold my jeans up in place
hot fire like Arianna Carson
up in Lace
made by Vicky Secrets,
but the truth i will face

y'all blind like dates,
when it is the first night
cause everybody knows
the first time is always hype
that's if you can't see
that i'm a star in the making
chillin like Tego,
haters get on ya job hatin



» chorus 2 (whispered)
look and see khid,
I come from south khack
you never seen a dude like him
from this part of the map
he rock mics well..
and his style is immaculate
and the haters hating,
but look... he still back at it


» verse 3
oh pichnoccios, in ya flows,
talkin bout O's
bet we can see ya nose
all the way from pluto
spittin all that chloric,
and this aint metaphoric
y'all gassin our communities,
and wea re not for it

keep it real fishers,
seeing who you might hook
but i'm a killer whale,
lil' lines dont get me shook
haters been talkin
but none of them gone walk it out
DJ Unk song been dead,
so bruh what you talkin bout

new era of boom bap,
something like the fitteds
my ears hear my fans,
hellen keller to my critics
and ask around the city ,
all the young boys love me
cause i break bread,
the old money wanna slug money

this lovely.. i love competition,
homie I eat it
I'm hungry like homeless man,
after he been weeded
that's why i'm sittin back,
laying low, gettin fat
cause I gotta put a whole state
on my upper back.... C KHiD



» chorus 4 (feat. Slick Rick sample)
look and see khid,
I come from south khack
you never seen a dude like him
from this part of the map
he rock mics well..
and his style is immaculate
and the haters hating,
but look... he still back at it