Triumph
Wu‐Tang Clan feat. Cappadonna Lyrics
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I'm the Osiris of this shit
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers
This like, this '97
Aight 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 droppin' 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 view 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, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow, swingin' swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin' 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 tryna twist my beer cap
It's 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 wanna 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
Loot 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 can't rhyme" groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your thought 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 due to God
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony of defeat
We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow for
Judgment Day cometh, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape Hell, globe spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky Golden Arms
Tunes spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
The fake false 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
An axe killer adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperon, rotating ring king
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 stand bold like Flare
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
Heart terminal like Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines on Novation
Getting drunk like I'm fucking duckin' five-year probation
War of the masses, the outcome disastrous
Many of the victim families save their 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 Irief 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
Lampin' 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 cork-pop 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, sazon season these degrees
It's Earth, 93 million miles from the first
Rough turbulence, the wave burst, split the megahertz
Ayo, that's amazing
Gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
Connect thoughts to make my man child walk
Swift notarizer, Blue-Tang, all up in the high-riser
New York Yank visor, word tranquilizer
Adjust the 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
The lyrics of "Triumph" by Wu-Tang Clan feat. Cappadonna are a showcase of the group's lyrical skills in aggressive wordplay, vivid imagery, and cultural references. The song starts with an assertive statement - "Y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?" - and establishes the Wu-Tang Clan's dominance and longevity in the rap game. The line "I'm the Osiris of this shit" refers to the ancient Egyptian god of the dead and resurrection, implying that the Clan's art has eternal significance. The reference to '97 marks the year of the song's release and shows that the group is still relevant, creative, and fresh after years of success.
The verses of "Triumph" are delivered by various members of the Wu-Tang Clan, including RZA, GZA, Method Man, Raekwon, Inspectah Deck, Ghostface Killah, and Cappadonna. Each rapper brings their unique style and personality to the track while contributing to the overall theme of Wu-Tang's supremacy. The lyrics contain various rhymes, metaphors, and allusions. For example, the line "I twist darts from the heart, tried and true" refers to the deadly precision of the rapper's words while playing with the imagery of throwing darts. The verse also includes references to pop culture ("Mortal Kombat") and historical events ("Guns of Navarone").
Line by Line Meaning
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
Did you think you wouldn't see me?
I'm the Osiris of this shit
I am the supreme leader in this industry
Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers
Wu-Tang is a permanent force to be reckoned with
This like, this '97
This is reminiscent of the year 1997
Aight my niggas and my niggarettes
Alright, my male and female comrades
Let's do it like this
Let's proceed in this manner
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
I will expose your weaknesses and vulnerabilities
Let's take it back to '79
Let's travel to the year 1979
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
I deliver explosive rhymes, equivalent to Socrates' profound thoughts and theories
Can't define how I be droppin' these mockeries
It is impossible to fully comprehend my ability to effortlessly drop these imitations
Lyrically perform armed robbery
I metaphorically steal the spotlight with my powerful lyrics
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
I escape with great success, and it is possible that they have noticed my skills
Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous
I am a seasoned warrior, and my words create massive impact when written down
Ultra-violet shine blind forensics
My brilliance is so intense that it blinds even the most skilled analysts
I inspect view through the future see millennium
I have the ability to see into the future, the coming millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
The Wu-Tang affiliates have achieved significant sales in both gold and platinum records
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
We captivate and control the masses with our powerful and unconventional rap techniques
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Our vivid and compelling performances have the ability to deeply affect and move our audience
Black Wu jackets, Queen Beez ease the guns in
We, the Wu-Tang Clan, wear black jackets symbolizing our power, while the women skillfully handle firearms
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
We engage in conflict with law enforcement, causing chaos and confusion with tear gas
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Countless individuals rise up and rebel, sparking a warlike atmosphere
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
The female fans drop to the floor in excitement, demanding an even greater performance
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Witness the courageous warrior who exercises gradual control over the entire world
Proceeds to blow, swingin' swords like Shinobi
I continue to excel, wielding my lyrically sharp swords just like a Shinobi warrior
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
We firmly establish our presence and leave enduring impacts in the music industry
Wu got it locked, performin' live on your hottest block
The Wu-Tang Clan dominates, delivering incredible live performances on the most popular streets
As the world turns, I spread like germs
I, like a contagious disease, rapidly spread my influence as the world revolves
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
I bring disaster and plague upon the world, but the stubborn individuals refuse to learn
It's my testament to those burned
This is my message to those who have suffered and been affected
Play my position in the game of life, standing firm
I fulfill my role in the journey of life, remaining steadfast and resolute
On foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan
In a different territory, I act impulsively without considering the consequences
Into the fire, transform into the Ghost Rider
I willingly enter a dangerous situation and adopt a fearless persona, like the Ghost Rider
A six-pack and A Streetcar Named Desire
I consume an alcoholic beverage and refer to the desire and passion depicted in the play 'A Streetcar Named Desire'
Who got my back? In the line of fire, holding back
Who supports and protects me? While facing danger, I restrain myself
What? My peoples if you with me, where the fuck you at?
Hey! My friends, if you're on my side, why aren't you here with me?
Niggas is strapped and they tryna twist my beer cap
People are armed and attempting to harm me, aiming for my bottle cap
It's court adjourned for the bad seed from bad sperm
The case is closed for the troublemaker born from a negative heritage
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm
Marijuana has made me high and disoriented, similar to a poorly done perm
What the blood clot? We smoke pot, and blow spots
What is going on? We smoke marijuana and cause chaos and damage
You wanna think twice? I think not
If you're considering your actions, I strongly advise against it
The Iron Lung ain't got to tell you where it's coming from
I don't need to explain the source of my powerful flow
Guns of Navarone tearing up your battle zone
My weapons and skills are on par with those used in the movie 'Guns of Navarone,' causing destruction in your territory
Rip through your slums
I effortlessly penetrate and dominate your impoverished neighborhoods
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
I skillfully craft my rhymes with sincerity and authenticity
Loot my voice on the LP
Enjoy the wealth of my voice on this record
Martini on the slang rocks, certified chatterbox
I enjoy a martini while casually speaking in slang, known for my unstoppable banter
Vocabulary 'Donna talking, tell your story walking
I eloquently express myself through a sophisticated vocabulary, suggesting that you leave if you can't keep up
Take cover, kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Seek shelter, my friend, because danger is approaching. What? Run to your sibling for protection
Run for your team, and your 'six can't rhyme' groupies
Find safety with your group and the devotees who can't rhyme well
So I can squeeze with the advantage and get wasted
This way, I can seize the opportunity and indulge in reckless behavior
My deadly notes reign supreme
My lyrical compositions are lethal and unmatched
Your thought is basic compared to mine
Your thoughts are simplistic when compared to my complex and profound ideas
Domino effect, arts and crafts, paragraphs contain cyanide
My words have a domino effect, each paragraph like a work of art, laced with deadly poison
Take a free ride on my thought
Take advantage of the opportunity to explore and experience my profound thoughts
I got the fashion catalogs for all y'all to all praise due to God
I possess the latest trends and styles that all of you should appreciate as a form of worship to a higher power
The saga continues
The story and legacy of Wu-Tang Clan persist
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
The iconic chant of Wu-Tang Clan
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
Our illumination shines brightly, just like the Olympic torch
The thrill of victory, the agony of defeat
We experience the joy of triumph and the pain of defeat
We crush slow, flaming deluxe slow for
We conquer our enemies in a slow and deliberate manner
Judgment Day cometh, conquer, it's war
The day of reckoning is approaching, we will conquer, it's time for war
Allow us to escape Hell, globe spinning bomb
Let us find a way to escape our current state of turmoil, our music spreading like a bomb around the world
Pocket full of shells out the sky Golden Arms
I carry a pocket full of bullets, raining from the sky, representing my wealth and power
Tunes spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound
Our music delivers fierce and intense energy, similar to the iconic 'Mortal Kombat' soundtrack
The fake false step make the blood stain the ground
Those who make fake moves and false assumptions will face severe consequences
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
I am an addict to the chaotic lifestyles of the streets, displaying rebellious and violent behavior
A death kiss catwalk, squeeze another anthem
With a deadly presence and swagger, I deliver another powerful and impactful song
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthesia
I keep it hostage, and you are rendered calm and numb by my mesmerizing performance
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My rap collective is like an elegant orchestra, with each member contributing their unique talents
My music Sicily, rich California smell
My music is reminiscent of the richness and diversity of Sicily and the intoxicating scent of California
An axe killer adventure, paint a picture well
My music takes you on a thrilling and captivating journey, vividly painting a picture in your mind
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng
I perform a song from a correctional facility, while enjoying the revitalizing effects of ginseng
Righteous wax chaperon, rotating ring king
I am a virtuous protector of quality music, continuously mastering the art of rap
March of the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher Punks couldn't hold us
We march forward with strength and unity, unaffected by weak and insignificant opposition
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
An army of men charged forward, and not a single one was completely sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare
We position ourselves in a unique and confident manner, standing out boldly
Escape from your dragon's lair
We successfully break free from your dangerous territory
In particular, my beats travel like a vortex
Specifically, my beats travel in a swirling and powerful manner
Through your spine to the top of your cerebral cortex
My beats stimulate your entire body, from the spine to the highest level of your brain
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
My music creates a sensation similar to experiencing intense pleasure from unfiltered sexual activity
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
I penetrate through your heart's right ventricle, causing a blockage in your bloodstream
Heart terminal like Grand Central Station
Your heart reaches its final destination, similar to the bustling Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines on Novation
I skillfully compose and program heavy basslines on a Novation synthesizer
Getting drunk like I'm fucking duckin' five-year probation
I'm getting heavily intoxicated, as if I'm trying to avoid the restrictions of a five-year probation sentence
War of the masses, the outcome disastrous
The conflict involving the general population results in a horrifying outcome
Many of the victim families save their ashes
Numerous families who lost their loved ones keep their ashes as a reminder
A million names on walls, engraved in plaques
Countless names are written on walls, immortalized in plaques
Those who went back received penalties for their acts
Those who returned to their former ways faced severe consequences for their actions
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Another heart is broken as loved ones grieve
Those who stray, niggas get slayed on the song
Those who deviate from the right path will face harsh criticism and defeat in the song
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds
The music beat is left defenseless and damaged, repeatedly stabbed
And leaks sounds that's heard
And releases sounds that can be heard by all
93 million miles away from
93 million miles away from the sun
Came one to represent the Nation
One person arrived to represent the entire nation
This is a gathering of the masses
This is a gathering of people from all walks of life
That come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan
People who have come to honor and acknowledge the greatness of the Wu-Tang Clan
As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage
As we enter the conflict, the audience passionately expresses their anger and excitement
The high chief Jamel Irief takes the stage
The esteemed leader Jamel Irief assumes control of the performance
Light is provided through sparks of energy
I bring illumination and energy through my lively presence
From the mind that travels in rhyme form
From my imaginative mind, which expresses itself through rhymes
Giving sight to the blind
Providing enlightenment to those who are unaware or uninformed
The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum
Those lacking intelligence are primarily fascinated by the rhythm of the drum
Death only one can save self from
Only by facing death can one truly save themselves
This relentless attack of the track spares none
Our relentless assault on this beat leaves no one unaffected
Yo, yo, yo, fuck that
Hey, hey, hey, forget that
Look at all these crab niggas laid back
Observe all these weak individuals comfortably resting and doing nothing
Lampin' like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack
Relaxing, just like the gray and black Puma sneakers on my friend's shoe rack
Codeine was forced in your drink
Codeine was surreptitiously added to your beverage
You had a navy green salamander fiend
You encountered a person with a strong addiction to drugs, symbolized by a navy green salamander
Bitches overheard you scream
Women overheard you shouting
You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb
You are deceitful, representing the worst elements of the impoverished neighborhood. I have completely immobilized you
Blowing like Shalamar in '81
Flowing powerfully and smoothly, just like the music group Shalamar in the year 1981
Sound convincing, thousand dollar cork-pop convention
Sounding persuasive, like opening an expensive bottle of champagne at a convention
Hands like Sonny Liston, get fly permission
My hands are quick and powerful, similar to the boxer Sonny Liston, allowing me to soar freely
Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck
Wait a minute, I will aggressively remove your wig, bringing you misfortune
I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch
I disgrace and segregate those who are English from those who are Dutch
It's me, Black Noble Drew Ali, came in threes
I am Black Noble Drew Ali, arriving with a powerful presence, just as he was known for
We like the Genovese, sazon season these degrees
We resemble the Genovese crime family, adding flavor and seasoning to our profound rhymes
It's Earth, 93 million miles from the first
This is Earth, located 93 million miles away from the sun
Rough turbulence, the wave burst, split the megahertz
Intense chaos and disturbance, causing a sudden surge in energy and frequencies
Ayo, that's amazing
Hey, that's incredible
Gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk
Threatening you with a gun in your mouth, aggressively spitting offensive words
Connect thoughts to make my man child walk
Formulating ideas to guide and motivate my fellow comrades
Swift notarizer, Blue-Tang, all up in the high-riser
I am a quick and efficient notarizer, like the Blue Tang fish, confidently present in the tall building
New York Yank visor, word tranquilizer
Wearing a New York Yankees cap, my words act as a calming and soothing influence
Adjust the dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives
Control the amount accordingly, empower my Wu-Tang Clan with explosive lyrics and performances
While, my pen blow lines ferocious
Meanwhile, my pen produces fiercely impactful verses
Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick
I'm like the Mediterranean Sea, encompassing all. I am the top choice, the number one selection
Tear down the beat, God, then delegate the God to see God
I demolish the music beat, embodying godlike qualities, and empower others to discover their own divinity
The swift chancellor, flex the white gold tarantula
I, the leader who acts quickly and decisively, display my powerful, golden microphone
Track truck diesel, play the weed God substantiala
I am like a powerful truck on the track, emitting diesel fumes, and I skillfully represent the importance of marijuana
Max mostly, undivided then slide in sickening
Achieving maximum potential, fully focused, then seamlessly transitioning to create discomfort
Guaranteed made 'em jump like Rod Strickland
I undoubtedly make them jump in excitement, just like the basketball player Rod Strickland
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: Robert F. Diggs, Dennis David Coles, Gary E. Grice, Lamont Hawkins, Jason Hunter, Russell T. Jones, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Darryl Robert Hill, Elgin Evander Turner
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@NightKilla2004
0:25 Ason Unique aka Ol' Dirty Bastard
0:52 Inspectah Deck
1:40 Method Man
2:22 Cappadonna
2:55 Ason Unique, aka Ol' Dirty Bastard (Hook)
2:59 U-God
3:40 Prince Rakeem aka RZA
4:07 Genius/GZA
4:23 Masta Killa
4:59 Ghostface Killah
5:36 Shaquan aka Raekwon The Chef
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Never stopped
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Wu-Tang is the only rap group that can make a 6 minute song with no hook and it still becomes a hit.
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@Laicn
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