Letras:
Precious Metal

Something like the Son of Orion Wraps me/ Above Our own love song No one be done. Come on be strong No one be done. Come on be strong Some things come

doubt! No clout! Now we're goin' all out! Earth-ball that's all! Never let the devil call. Revelations! Little Biggie n-gga so long! Go long! Metal was so precious

cards poked in his spokes, his boots in oil he's patiently soaked The roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angel's tires strokes his precious pavement

a great and good King, and a noble and generous man. Equally worthy of praise and full of mystery is the story of his sword, Excalibur, which could cut through Metal

except when 'neath the trees of Eden The lamppost stands with folded arms Its iron claws attached To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail Though it shadows metal

city at their sides Wonder whats the number for my city and for yours Metal phallous seeds of death That is not won else cannot be lost Precious burden

see the light I feel like more than just a number And I stand before you Or else we just don't see the other Computer age computer age Computer age. Precious metal

the opposition's Abstract, bless your soul They are the reason MCs but none on the level Other you're the vocalist, precious like metal Makin all my rounds

niggaz and cast out pictures, sendin a rash out the kitchens Like the wind, invite the grin, watch niggaz rewrite the trend Wu niggaz did it again, yo Unhighly, octane, die cast metal