Triumph | Paroles

What y’all thought y’all wasn’t gon’ see me?
I’m the Osiris of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever motherfuckers

I bomb atomically Socrates’ philosophies
and hypothesis 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 ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you through the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets Queen Beez 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

The saga continues
Wu-Tang Wu-Tang