Wu - Triumph lyrics

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What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?<br />

I'm the Osiris of this shit<br />

Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers<br />

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It's like this ninety-seven<br />

Aight, my niggaz an' my niggarettes<br />

Let's do it like this<br />

Imma rub your ass in the moonshine<br />

Let's take it back to seventy-nine<br />

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I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies an' hypothesis<br />

Can't define how I be droppin' these mockeries<br />

Lyrically, perform armed robbery<br />

Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me<br />

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Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits<br />

Tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics<br />

I inspect you, through the future see millennium<br />

Killa B's sold fifty gold, sixty platinum<br />

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Shacklin' the masses with drastic rap tactics<br />

Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths<br />

Black Wu jackets, Queen B's ease the guns in<br />

Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function<br />

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Heads by the score, take flight, incite a war<br />

Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more<br />

Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly<br />

Proceeds to blow swingin' swords like Shinobi<br />

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Stomp grounds an' pound footprints in solid rock<br />

Wu got it locked, performin' live on your hottest block<br />

As the world turns, I spread like germs<br />

Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn<br />

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It's my testament to those burned<br />

Play my position in the game of life, standin' firm<br />

On foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin' pan<br />

Into the fire, transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack<br />

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An' 'A Streetcar Named Desire', who got my back?<br />

In the line of fire holdin' back, what?<br />

My peoples, if you with me, where the fuck you at?<br />

Niggaz is strapped an' they tryin' to twist my beer cap<br />

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It's court adjourned for the bad seed from bad sperm<br />

Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm<br />

What the blood clot? We smoke pot an' blow spots<br />

You wanna think twice, I think not<br />

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The Iron Lung ain't gotta tell you where it's comin' from<br />

Guns of Navarone, tearin' up your battle zone<br />

Rip through your slums<br />

I twist darts from the heart, tried an' true<br />

Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks<br />

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Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin'<br />

Tell your story walkin'<br />

Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid<br />

Run for your team an' your six camp rhyme groupies<br />

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So I can squeeze with the advantage an' get wasted<br />

My deadly notes reigns supreme<br />

Your fort is basic compared to mine<br />

Domino effect, arts an' crafts<br />

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Paragraphs contain cyanide<br />

Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion<br />

Catalogs for all y'all to all praise to the Gods<br />

The saga continues Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang<br />

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Olympic torch flamin', we burn so sweet<br />

The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat<br />

We crush slow, flamin' deluxe slow<br />

For Judgment Day cometh, conquer, it's war<br />

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Allow us to escape, Hell glow spinnin' bomb<br />

Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms<br />

Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound<br />

The fateful step make the blood stain the ground<br />

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A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum<br />

A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem<br />

Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthesias<br />

My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas<br />

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My music, Sicily, rich California smell<br />

An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well<br />

I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on Ginseng<br />

Righteous wax chaperon, rotatin' ring king<br />

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Watch for the wooden soldiers, C Cypher Punks couldn't hold us<br />

A thousand men rushin' in, not one nigga was sober<br />

Perpendicular to the square, we stamp gold like Fleer<br />

Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular<br />

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My beats travel like a vortex through your spine<br />

To the top of your cerebrum cortex<br />

Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex<br />

Enter through your right ventricle, clog up your bloodstream<br />

Now terminal like Grand Central Station<br />

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Program fat baselines on Novation<br />

Gettin' drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin' five year probation<br />

War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous<br />

Many of the victim family save they ashes<br />

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A million names on walls engraved in plaques<br />

Those who went back, received penalties for the axe<br />

Another heart is torn as close ones mourn<br />

Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song<br />

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The track renders helpless an' suffers from multiple stab wounds<br />

An' leaks sounds that's heard<br />

Ninety-three million miles away from came one<br />

To represent the Nation<br />

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This is a gathering of the masses<br />

That come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan<br />

As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage<br />

The high chief Jamel-I-Reef take the stage<br />

Light is provided through sparks of energy<br />

From the mind that travels in rhyme form<br />

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Givin' sight to the blind<br />

The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum<br />

Death, only one can save self from<br />

This relentless attack of the track spares none<br />

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Yo, yo, yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid back<br />

Lampin' like them gray an' black Puma's on my man's rack<br />

Codeine was forced in your drink<br />

You had a Navy Green salamander fiend<br />

Bitches never heard you scream<br />

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You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb<br />

Blowin' like Shalamar in eighty-one<br />

Sound convincin', thousand dollar court by convention<br />

Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission<br />

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Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck<br />

I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch<br />

It's me, black nobled you Ali<br />

Came in threes, we like the Genovese, is that so?<br />

Caesar needs the green, it's Earth<br />

Ninety-three million miles from the first<br />

Rough turbulence, the wave burst, split the megahertz<br />

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Aiyyo, that's amazin', gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk<br />

Connect thoughts to make my man child walk<br />

Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser<br />

New York Yank' visor, world tranquilizer<br />

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Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives<br />

While my pen blow lines ferocious<br />

Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick<br />

Tear down the Beat God, then delegate the God to see God<br />

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The swift chancellor, flex the white gold tarantula<br />

Track truck diesel, play the Weed God, substantiala<br />

Max mostly undivided, then slide in, sickenin'<br />

Guaranteed made 'em jump like Rod Strickland