Cas Metah & Brethren
Cas Metah & Ruffian (Scribbling Idiots) & JustMe (Scribbling Idiots)
Cas Metah & Re:Flex the Architect & Theory Hazit
Cas Metah & D.V. Alias Khryst & Craig G
Artfull Dodgers & Killah Priest
Cas Metah & Theory Hazit & Wordsworth & Casual
Cas Metah & MP Ancient
Cas Metah & Elias (Scribbling Idiots) & Ruffian (Scribbling Idiots)
Verse 1: Mistery
Yo, the first shall be last and the last first
This verse works in reverse, bring it back selector
A kid learns from the environment, I'm finding it nostalgic
Reflecting on the genesis of hip hop how I founded
I'm grounded in the sounds and proud to see it from the start
In '83 on TV, "State Of The Art"
Became a part of hip hop breaking with my crew
The street felt like "Beat Street" breakers on the move
Who would have guessed graffiti would be next to start to rise
I was there to witness it with my very eyes
And find it ever growing so I'm flowing with the track
My Brethren were the first in many ways to take it back
And state the fact that God is the beginning and the end
So we gathered in the midst of all our enemies and friends
Our words across got the chance enhancing in the scene
On top of everything we rep the King and spit to intervene, ugh
Verse 2: Cas Metah
A lot of new school dudes don't know the history
They lack the wisdom to comprehend the mystery
No coincidences this was meant to be
I was the first of my flock to be on MTV
Rewind, I was the first with a Tascam
Didn't punch in, it was only four tracks fam
Before digital, the years of the craftsman
The tender age of ten is when I became a rap fan
Now in my thirties like "where did the time go?"
Gave it all to hip hop, don't care if I die broke
I'm the first man you knew from Ohio
To work with the Wu, DF, Juice Crew and Hiero
Sideshow to the main stage, I've worked hard while a lot of y'all played games
Thanked God while a lot of y'all blamed Satan
I don't need the mainstream man I've already made it
Verse 3: Wizdm
Yo, yo, yo
The first that I heard were words by Grandmaster Caz
Scratches by Flash and saw graffiti patches on backs
Laces were fat, and caps turned to the side
I started learning in strides this was the turn of the tide
Was Adelaide's first to get the wind mill's rocking
And stopping dead in their tracks were those opposing my popping
A phase and a fad? No man, I'm gagging the doubters
It takes a nation of millions to hold back the four powers
Props to the school of the old and the roll with the golden
Microphone controllers got me totally open
So pen to the pad I had a serious start
But Wizdm wouldn't be complete without Mysterious Marx
I am the first son of a couple of foreigners
And I was born to spit fire still honoring our writers
And not for the fame or the name or scoring the bills
I be the first one to say man it's all about skills