Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph

What y'all thought y'all gon' see me?
I'm the Osirus of shit
is here forever, motherfuckers
It's like ninety-seven
my niggas and my niggarettes
Let's do it like
I'ma rub your ass in the
Let's take it back to

I bomb atomically, philosophies
And hypotheses can't define how I be these
Mockeries, perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, when my pen hits
Tremendous, ultra-violet shine forensics
I inspect through the future see millennium
Killa sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with rap tactics
displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets Queen Beez the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas the function
Heads by the score take incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand
Behold the bold soldier, control the slowly
Proceeds to swingin' swords like Shinobi
Stomp I pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, live on your hottest block

As the world turns, I like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the never learn
It's my testament to burned
my position in the game of life, standing firm
On foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, the fire
into the Ghostrider, or Six Pack
In A Streetcar Desire, who got my back?
In the line of holding back, what?
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 from bad
Herb got my wig fried a bad perm, what the blood
Clot, we smoke pot, and blow
You want to twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, up your battle zone
Rip through your

I twist from the heart, tried and true
Loot my voice on the LP, my is on to slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna
Tell your walking
Take kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns
Your fort is compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and
Paragraphs contain
a free ride on my thought, I got the fashion
Catalogs for all y'all to all to the Gods

The continues
Wu-Tang,

torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony,
We crush slow, flaming slow
For, day come'th, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape, hell spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Arms
Tune spit the immortal combat sound
The fake false step make, the blood stain the
A jungle junkie, tantrum
A death kiss, cap off squeeze another
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with
My orchestra, graceful, ballerinas
My Sicily, rich California smell
An axe killer adventure, a picture well
I sing a from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperon, ring king

Watch for the wooden soldiers, punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold Flare
Escape from Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel 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 up your bloodstream
Or terminal, like Central Station
Program fat baselines, on
Getting like 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 for their acts
Another is torn, as close ones gone
Those who stray, niggas get on the song

The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab
And leaks sounds that's
Ninety-three million away from came one
To the Nation, this is a gathering
Of the masses that to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The High Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief the stage
Light is through sparks of energy
From the mind that travels in rhyme
Giving to the blind
The dumb are intrigued by the drum
only one can save shell from
This relentless attack of the spares none

Yo! Yo! Yo, that, look at all these crab niggas laid back
Lampin' like them gray and black Puma's on my rack
Codeine was forced in drink
You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, bitches heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole numb
Blowing like in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand dollar by convention
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly hold the
up, Allah fasten your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, the English from the Dutch
It's me, Black Drew Ali
in threes we like the Genovese
Is that so? Caesar the greens
It's Earth, million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the wave burst, the megahertz

Hey yo that's amazing, gun in your talk, verbal foul off
thoughts to make my man Shai walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the
New York adviser world tranquilizer
the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
While, my pen lines ferocious
Mediterranean, see ya, the number one
Sit down the beat God, delegate the God to see God
The chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula
Track diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, sickening
Guaranteed, mad em jump like Rod