Triumph (feat. Cappadonna)

What y'all thought y'all wasn't gonna see me?
 I'm the Osiris of this shit
 Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers
 This '97
 A'ight, my niggas and my niggarettes
 Let's do it like this
 I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
 Let's take it back to '79
 I bomb atomically
 Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
 Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries
 Lyrically perform armed robbery
 Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
 Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits
 ♪
 Tremendous, ultraviolet shine blind forensics
 I inspect you, through the future see millennium
 Killer Bees sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
 Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
 Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
 Black Wu jackets Queen B's ease the guns in
 Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
 Heads by the score take flight incite a war
 Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
 Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
 Proceeds to blow, swinging swords like Shinobi
 Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
 Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block
 As the world turns, I spread like germs
 Bless the globe with the pestilence
 The hard-headed never learn
 It's my testament to those burned
 Play my position in the game of life standing firm
 On foreign land jump the gun out the frying pan into the fire
 Transform into the Ghost Rider
 A six-pack and a streetcar named desire
 Who got my back in the line of fire holding back what
 My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at
 Niggas is strapped and they trying to twist my beer cap
 Is court adjourned for the bad seed from bad sperm
 Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
 Clot, we smoke pot and blow spots
 You want to think twice, I think not
 The Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's coming from
 Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
 Rip through your slums
 I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
 Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
 Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking
 Tell your story walking
 Take cover, kid, what?
 Run for your brother kid
 Run for your team and your six camp rhyme groupies
 So I can squeeze with the advantage and get wasted
 My deadly notes reigns supreme
 Your fort is basic compared to mine
 Domino effect, arts and crafts
 Paragraphs contain cyanide
 Take a free ride on my thought I got the fashion
 Catalogs for all y'all to all praise to the Gods
 The saga continues
 Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
 Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
 The thrill of victory, the agony defeat
 We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
 For judgment day cometh, conquer it's war
 Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
 Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
 Tunes split the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
 The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
 A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
 A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
 Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthesia
 My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
 My music Sicily, rich California smell
 The axe kill adventure, paint a picture well
 I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sipping on ginseng
 Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring kings
 March of the wooden soldiers
 C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
 A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
 Perpendicular to the square we stamp gold like Fleer
 Escape from your dragon's lair in particular
 My beats travel like a vortex through your spine
 To the top of your cerebral cortex
 Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
 Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
 Now terminal like Grand Central Station
 Program fat baselines on Novation
 Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm ducking five-year probation
 War of the masses, the outcome disastrous
 Many of the victim family save they ashes
 A million names on walls engraved in plaques
 Those who went back received penalties for their acts
 Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
 Those who stray, niggas get slayed on the song
 The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
 And leaks sounds that's heard
 93 million miles away from came one
 To represent the Nation, this is a gathering
 Of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
 As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
 The high chief Jamel Arief takes the stage
 Light is provided through sparks of energy
 From the mind that travels in rhyme form
 Giving sight to the blind
 The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
 Death only one can save self from
 This relentless attack of the track spares none
 Yo-yo-yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggas laid back
 Lamping like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
 Codeine was forced in your drink
 You had a Navy green salamander fiend, bitches overheard you scream
 You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
 Blowing like Shalamar in 81
 Sound convincing, thousand dollar cord by convention
 Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
 Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
 I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
 It's me, black, Noble Drew Ali
 Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so
 Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth
 Ninety-three million miles from the first
 Rough turbulence, the wave burst, split the megahertz
 Ayy-yo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
 Connect thoughts to make my man child walk
 Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
 New York Yank visor world tranquilizer
 Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
 While my pen blow lines ferocious
 Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
 Tear down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
 The swift chancellor, flex the white gold tarantula
 Track truck diesel, play the weed God substantiala
 Max mostly, undivided then slide in sickening
 Guaranteed made 'em jump like Rod Strickland
 
 What y'all thought y'all wasn't gonna see me?
 I'm the Osiris of this shit
 Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers
 This '97
 A'ight, my niggas and my niggarettes
 Let's do it like this
 I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
 Let's take it back to '79
 I bomb atomically
 Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
 Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries
 Lyrically perform armed robbery
 Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
 Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits
 ♪
 Tremendous, ultraviolet shine blind forensics
 I inspect you, through the future see millennium
 Killer Bees sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
 Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
 Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
 Black Wu jackets Queen B's ease the guns in
 Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
 Heads by the score take flight incite a war
 Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
 Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
 Proceeds to blow, swinging swords like Shinobi
 Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
 Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block
 As the world turns, I spread like germs
 Bless the globe with the pestilence
 The hard-headed never learn
 It's my testament to those burned
 Play my position in the game of life standing firm
 On foreign land jump the gun out the frying pan into the fire
 Transform into the Ghost Rider
 A six-pack and a streetcar named desire
 Who got my back in the line of fire holding back what
 My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at
 Niggas is strapped and they trying to twist my beer cap
 Is court adjourned for the bad seed from bad sperm
 Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
 Clot, we smoke pot and blow spots
 You want to think twice, I think not
 The Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's coming from
 Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
 Rip through your slums
 I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
 Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
 Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking
 Tell your story walking
 Take cover, kid, what?
 Run for your brother kid
 Run for your team and your six camp rhyme groupies
 So I can squeeze with the advantage and get wasted
 My deadly notes reigns supreme
 Your fort is basic compared to mine
 Domino effect, arts and crafts
 Paragraphs contain cyanide
 Take a free ride on my thought I got the fashion
 Catalogs for all y'all to all praise to the Gods
 The saga continues
 Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
 Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
 The thrill of victory, the agony defeat
 We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
 For judgment day cometh, conquer it's war
 Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
 Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
 Tunes split the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
 The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
 A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
 A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
 Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthesia
 My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
 My music Sicily, rich California smell
 The axe kill adventure, paint a picture well
 I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sipping on ginseng
 Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring kings
 March of the wooden soldiers
 C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
 A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
 Perpendicular to the square we stamp gold like Fleer
 Escape from your dragon's lair in particular
 My beats travel like a vortex through your spine
 To the top of your cerebral cortex
 Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
 Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
 Now terminal like Grand Central Station
 Program fat baselines on Novation
 Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm ducking five-year probation
 War of the masses, the outcome disastrous
 Many of the victim family save they ashes
 A million names on walls engraved in plaques
 Those who went back received penalties for their acts
 Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
 Those who stray, niggas get slayed on the song
 The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
 And leaks sounds that's heard
 93 million miles away from came one
 To represent the Nation, this is a gathering
 Of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
 As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
 The high chief Jamel Arief takes the stage
 Light is provided through sparks of energy
 From the mind that travels in rhyme form
 Giving sight to the blind
 The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
 Death only one can save self from
 This relentless attack of the track spares none
 Yo-yo-yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggas laid back
 Lamping like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
 Codeine was forced in your drink
 You had a Navy green salamander fiend, bitches overheard you scream
 You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
 Blowing like Shalamar in 81
 Sound convincing, thousand dollar cord by convention
 Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
 Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
 I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
 It's me, black, Noble Drew Ali
 Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so
 Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth
 Ninety-three million miles from the first
 Rough turbulence, the wave burst, split the megahertz
 Ayy-yo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
 Connect thoughts to make my man child walk
 Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
 New York Yank visor world tranquilizer
 Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
 While my pen blow lines ferocious
 Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
 Tear down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
 The swift chancellor, flex the white gold tarantula
 Track truck diesel, play the weed God substantiala
 Max mostly, undivided then slide in sickening
 Guaranteed made 'em jump like Rod Strickland
 
 What y'all thought y'all wasn't gonna see me?
 I'm the Osiris of this shit
 Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers
 This '97
 A'ight, my niggas and my niggarettes
 Let's do it like this
 I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
 Let's take it back to '79
 I bomb atomically
 Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
 Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries
 Lyrically perform armed robbery
 Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
 Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits
 ♪
 Tremendous, ultraviolet shine blind forensics
 I inspect you, through the future see millennium
 Killer Bees sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
 Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
 Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
 Black Wu jackets Queen B's ease the guns in
 Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
 Heads by the score take flight incite a war
 Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
 Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
 Proceeds to blow, swinging swords like Shinobi
 Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
 Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block
 As the world turns, I spread like germs
 Bless the globe with the pestilence
 The hard-headed never learn
 It's my testament to those burned
 Play my position in the game of life standing firm
 On foreign land jump the gun out the frying pan into the fire
 Transform into the Ghost Rider
 A six-pack and a streetcar named desire
 Who got my back in the line of fire holding back what
 My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at
 Niggas is strapped and they trying to twist my beer cap
 Is court adjourned for the bad seed from bad sperm
 Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
 Clot, we smoke pot and blow spots
 You want to think twice, I think not
 The Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's coming from
 Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
 Rip through your slums
 I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
 Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
 Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talking
 Tell your story walking
 Take cover, kid, what?
 Run for your brother kid
 Run for your team and your six camp rhyme groupies
 So I can squeeze with the advantage and get wasted
 My deadly notes reigns supreme
 Your fort is basic compared to mine
 Domino effect, arts and crafts
 Paragraphs contain cyanide
 Take a free ride on my thought I got the fashion
 Catalogs for all y'all to all praise to the Gods
 The saga continues
 Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
 Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
 The thrill of victory, the agony defeat
 We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow
 For judgment day cometh, conquer it's war
 Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
 Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
 Tunes split the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
 The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
 A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
 A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
 Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthesia
 My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
 My music Sicily, rich California smell
 The axe kill adventure, paint a picture well
 I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sipping on ginseng
 Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring kings
 March of the wooden soldiers
 C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
 A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
 Perpendicular to the square we stamp gold like Fleer
 Escape from your dragon's lair in particular
 My beats travel like a vortex through your spine
 To the top of your cerebral cortex
 Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
 Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
 Now terminal like Grand Central Station
 Program fat baselines on Novation
 Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm ducking five-year probation
 War of the masses, the outcome disastrous
 Many of the victim family save they ashes
 A million names on walls engraved in plaques
 Those who went back received penalties for their acts
 Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
 Those who stray, niggas get slayed on the song
 The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
 And leaks sounds that's heard
 93 million miles away from came one
 To represent the Nation, this is a gathering
 Of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
 As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
 The high chief Jamel Arief takes the stage
 Light is provided through sparks of energy
 From the mind that travels in rhyme form
 Giving sight to the blind
 The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
 Death only one can save self from
 This relentless attack of the track spares none
 Yo-yo-yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggas laid back
 Lamping like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
 Codeine was forced in your drink
 You had a Navy green salamander fiend, bitches overheard you scream
 You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
 Blowing like Shalamar in 81
 Sound convincing, thousand dollar cord by convention
 Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
 Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
 I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
 It's me, black, Noble Drew Ali
 Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so
 Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth
 Ninety-three million miles from the first
 Rough turbulence, the wave burst, split the megahertz
 Ayy-yo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
 Connect thoughts to make my man child walk
 Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser
 New York Yank visor world tranquilizer
 Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
 While my pen blow lines ferocious
 Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
 Tear down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God
 The swift chancellor, flex the white gold tarantula
 Track truck diesel, play the weed God substantiala
 Max mostly, undivided then slide in sickening
 Guaranteed made 'em jump like Rod Strickland