Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph

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

I atomically, Socrates' philosophies
And hypotheses can't define how I be these
Mockeries, lyrically perform robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion my pen hits
Tremendous, shine blind forensics
I inspect view through the future see
Killa sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shackling the with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the in
Rumblin' patrolmen gas laced the function
by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans more
the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds I footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, live on your hottest block

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

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

The saga
Wu-Tang,

torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony,
We slow, flaming deluxe slow
For, judgment day come'th, conquer, war
Allow us to escape, hell glow bomb
full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune the shit immortal combat sound
The fake false step make, the blood the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante
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, rotating ring

Watch for the wooden soldiers, see-cypher punks couldn't us
A thousand men in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like
Escape from Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, your spine
To the top of your cerebral
you feel like you bust a nut from 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 save they ashes
A million names on engraved in plaques
who went back, received penalties for their acts
Another heart is torn, as ones gone
Those who stray, get slayed on the song

The track renders helpless and suffers from stab wounds
And sounds that's heard
million miles away from came one
To represent the Nation, this is a
Of the masses come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
As we in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
The High Jamel-Ah-Rief take the stage
Light is provided sparks of energy
From the that travels in rhyme form
sight to the blind
The dumb are intrigued by the drum
only one can save shell from
This relentless attack of the track spares

Yo! Yo! Yo, that, look at all these crab niggas laid back
Lampin' like them 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, scum of the slum, I got your whole numb
Blowing like in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly hold the
Fuck up, Allah your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, the English from the Dutch
It's me, Noble Drew Ali
Came in we like the Genovese
Is that so? needs the greens
It's Earth, million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the wave burst, 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, my Clan with explosives
While, my pen blow 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
truck diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, sickening
Guaranteed, mad em like Rod Strickland