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 this
Aight my and my niggarettes
do it like this
I'ma rub ass in the moonshine
take it back to seventy-nine

I bomb atomically, philosophies
And hypotheses define how I be droppin' these
Mockeries, lyrically perform robbery
with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion my pen hits
Tremendous, shine blind forensics
I inspect view the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold platinum
Shackling the masses drastic rap tactics
Graphic melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas the function
by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard demand more
Behold the bold soldier, the globe slowly
to blow swingin' swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds I pound footprints in 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 in the game of life, standing firm
On foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the
Transform into the Ghostrider, or Six
In A Streetcar Desire, who got my back?
In the line of fire back, what?
My if you with me where the fuck you at?
Niggas is strapped, and trying to twist 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 want to think twice, I not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle
Rip your slums

I twist darts from the heart, tried and
Loot my voice on the LP, my team is on to slang
Certified chatterbox, 'Donna talking
Tell your walking
Take cover kid, what? Run for brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme
So I can squeeze the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly reigns supreme
Your fort is basic to mine
effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs cyanide
Take a free ride on my thought, I got the
Catalogs for all to all praise 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, day come'th, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape, hell spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Arms
Tune the shit immortal combat sound
The fake false step make, the stain the ground
A jungle junkie, tantrum
A death kiss, cap off squeeze another
Hold it for ransom, with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich smell
An axe adventure, paint a picture well
I a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperon, ring king

Watch for the wooden soldiers, see-cypher punks hold 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, through spine
To the top of your cortex
Make you feel you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle up your bloodstream
Or terminal, like Grand Central
fat baselines, on Novation
Getting drunk like a I'm duckin' five-year probation

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

The renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
And leaks that's heard
Ninety-three million miles 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 Chief Jamel-Ah-Rief take the
Light is provided through 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, fuck that, look at all these crab niggas back
Lampin' like them gray and Puma's on my man's rack
was forced in your drink
You had a Navy Green fiend, bitches never heard you scream
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your body numb
like Shalamar in eighty-one
Sound convincing, thousand court by convention
Hands Sonny Liston, get fly permission hold the
Fuck up, Allah your wig, bad luck
I humiliate, separate the English from the
It's me, Black Drew Ali
Came in we like the Genovese
Is so? Caesar needs the greens
It's Earth, ninety-three million miles from the
Rough turbulence, the wave burst, the megahertz

Hey yo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, foul off
Connect thoughts to make my man walk
Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the
New York gank adviser tranquilizer
Just the dosage, delegate my Clan explosives
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 diesel, play the weed God, substantiala
Max mostly, undivided, then it, it's sickening
Guaranteed, mad em jump like Rod