Luyện nghe bài hát Triumph

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

I bomb atomically, philosophies
And hypotheses can't define how I be droppin'
Mockeries, lyrically perform robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen
Tremendous, ultra-violet shine forensics
I inspect view through the see millennium
Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the like blacksmiths
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 fans more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe
Proceeds to blow swingin' swords Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid
Wu got it locked, performin' live on your hottest

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

I twist darts from the heart, and true
my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary talking
your story walking
Take cover kid, Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme
So I can with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes supreme
Your fort is compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and
contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my thought, I got the
Catalogs for all y'all to all praise to the

The saga
Wu-Tang,

Olympic flaming, we burn so sweet
The of victory, the agony, defeat
We slow, flaming deluxe slow
For, day come'th, conquer, it's war
us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Arms
Tune the shit immortal combat sound
The false step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante
A death kiss, cap off squeeze anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with
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, ring king

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

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

The track renders helpless and from multiple stab wounds
And sounds that's heard
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 take the stage
is provided through sparks of energy
From the mind travels in rhyme form
Giving to the blind
The are mostly intrigued 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 niggas laid
Lampin' like them gray and black Puma's on my man's
Codeine was forced in drink
You had a Navy Green fiend, bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces, of the slum, I got your whole body numb
Blowing Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand dollar court by
Hands like Liston, get fly permission hold the
Fuck up, Allah your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the from the Dutch
It's me, Black Noble Ali
in threes we like the Genovese
Is so? Caesar needs the greens
It's Earth, million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the wave burst, split the

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