Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph

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

I bomb atomically, philosophies
And can't define how I be droppin' these
Mockeries, perform armed robbery
with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen
Tremendous, ultra-violet shine forensics
I inspect view the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty sixty platinum
Shackling the masses drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the like blacksmiths
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen gas laced the function
Heads by the score take incite a war
hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
Behold the soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin' live on your block

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

I twist darts from the heart, tried and
Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to rocks
chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking
Tell your story
Take cover kid, what? Run for brother, kid
Run for your team, and six camp rhyme groupies
So I can with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes supreme
Your fort is compared to mine
effect, arts and crafts
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 flaming, we burn so sweet
The of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flaming slow
For, judgment day come'th, conquer, war
Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden
Tune the shit immortal combat sound
The false step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, tantrum
A kiss, cap off squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, ballerinas
My music Sicily, California smell
An axe killer adventure, paint a well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on
Righteous wax chaperon, rotating ring

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

War of the masses, the outcome,
Many of the victim family they ashes
A names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for acts
heart is torn, as close ones gone
Those who stray, niggas get slayed on the

The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab
And leaks sounds heard
Ninety-three million miles away came one
To represent the Nation, is a gathering
Of the masses that come to pay to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now in rage
The Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage
Light is provided through sparks of
From the mind that travels in form
Giving to the blind
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the
Death only one can save from
This relentless of the track spares none

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

Hey yo that's amazing, gun in mouth talk, verbal foul off
Connect thoughts to my man Shai walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the
New York gank world tranquilizer
Just the dosage, delegate my with explosives
While, my pen blow ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the one traffic
Sit down the beat God, delegate the God to see God
The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold
truck diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, it's
Guaranteed, mad em like Rod Strickland