Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph

What thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the of this shit
is here forever, motherfuckers
It's like ninety-seven
Aight my niggas and my
Let's do it like
I'ma rub your ass in the
Let's take it to seventy-nine

I bomb atomically, Socrates'
And hypotheses define how I be droppin' these
Mockeries, lyrically perform robbery
with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, when my pen hits
Tremendous, ultra-violet shine forensics
I view through the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty sixty platinum
the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like
Black Wu Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen gas laced the function
Heads by the take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe
Proceeds to blow swingin' swords like
Stomp grounds I pound in solid rock
Wu got it locked, live on your hottest block

As the world turns, I spread like
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never
my testament to those burned
Play my in the game of life, standing firm
On foreign land, the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six
In A Streetcar Desire, who got my back?
In the line of fire holding back,
My peoples if you with me the fuck you at?
Niggas is strapped, and they trying to my beer cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the
Clot, we smoke pot, and blow
You to think twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where coming from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your zone
Rip your slums

I twist darts from the heart, and true
Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary talking
your story walking
Take cover kid, Run for your brother, kid
Run for team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns
Your fort is basic to mine
Domino effect, arts and
Paragraphs cyanide
Take a free on my thought, I got the fashion
Catalogs for all y'all to all to the Gods

The continues
Wu-Tang,

Olympic torch flaming, we so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony,
We crush slow, deluxe slow
For, judgment day come'th, conquer, war
Allow us to escape, hell spinning bomb
Pocket of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune spit the immortal combat sound
The fake false make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante
A kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich smell
An axe killer adventure, a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperon, rotating ring

Watch for the wooden soldiers, see-cypher punks hold us
A men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand like Flare
from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My travel like a vortex, through your spine
To the top of your cerebral
you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle up your bloodstream
Or terminal, like Grand Central
Program fat baselines, on
Getting drunk like a fuck I'm duckin' probation

War of the masses, the outcome,
Many of the family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in
who went back, received penalties for their acts
Another heart is torn, as ones gone
who stray, niggas get slayed on the song

The renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
And sounds that's heard
Ninety-three million miles from came one
To represent the Nation, this is a
Of the masses that come to pay respects to the Clan
As we in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The High Chief take the stage
Light is provided through of energy
From the mind that in rhyme form
Giving sight to the
The dumb are mostly by the drum
Death only one can save from
This relentless attack of the spares none

Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab laid back
Lampin' like them and black Puma's on my man's rack
was forced in your drink
You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body
Blowing like Shalamar in
Sound convincing, thousand dollar by convention
Hands Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold the
Fuck up, Allah fasten your wig, bad
I humiliate, separate the from the Dutch
me, Black Noble Drew Ali
Came in threes we like the
Is that so? Caesar the greens
It's Earth, ninety-three million miles from the
Rough turbulence, the burst, split the megahertz

Hey yo amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul off
Connect thoughts to my man Shai walk
notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York gank adviser world
Just the dosage, delegate my Clan with
While, my pen blow lines
Mediterranean, see ya, the one traffic
Sit the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the tarantula
Track truck diesel, the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, slide it, it's sickening
Guaranteed, mad em jump Rod Strickland