Brief Introduction

[Intro: Cast] Yeah, give me like an old, retro sounding thing on the mic [Hook] Ayo, Who the fuck passed you the mic? And said that you could flow? Point him out, bitch, I want to know [Verse 1: Cast] Hello, they call me Cast I rap and crack it down like snap, crackle pop I snap a snapple, twist the cap, holding the glass, it pops off Read the fact, "Cast's raps will knock you out of your socks, dog!" His songs like father figures running away, it's about to pop off Knock them out their socks, his tongue is scorchingly hot It's the dragon, it's cataclysmically damaging iPods My God! (What?) It's Cast! I'm listening to his rap songs Put that on, I promise you it's not the, but THAT bomb Spit more fire than assholes after Mexican food So stay back, like that asshole is trying to sit next to you Especially when his breath is extra messy like ten year old's rooms Tactics are magic, it has them asking why am I so rude? Smart youth, but denied from two AP classes The truth, dude, I see through you like no lensed glasses Actually slap, rappers heads off with rap tactics I guess you could say their hats are off to me, ain't that classic? I'm laughing cause class is in session, you're sleeping on desks My restlessness is your nemesis, yeah, you must confess That Illo is dominating, shoutout to all my teenagers While Cast remains a freak in the sheets of notebook paper [Hook] [Verse 2: Cast] Good question. I guess we'll go on a quest, then Adventurous, the best there is he's reckless with this, vested Bet your dick he's invested time, watches in your bank account Watch this Loch Ness monster eating rappers like they're for takeout Watch this five foot six kid kill the light like he was blackouts It's Cast now, who's in your town knocking them out like Manny Pac- OW, the pain he's bringing, he ain't singing lullabies Rapping about bitches, hate to women, guns, gays, the danger in him Money, cars, sex and fame How about a difference for a change? If it isn't a synonym of phoenix it doesn't fit him Pack your bags and trash your raps, kill your flows and take that nap Because I'm going to keep on doing me and there ain't nothing you could do about that Bitch [Hook] [Outro] OK OK OK OK OK OK OK OK,fine, go ahead, Cast (Illo Bitch.)