Triumph
Wu-Tang Clan, Cappadonna
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What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? 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 f*ck 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, f*ck 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 f*ck 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
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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 © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
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10 facts about this song
Genre Classification"Triumph" is classified under the hip-hop genre. Wu-Tang Clan is known for their significant contributions to East Coast hip-hop in the 1990s.
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Album InformationThis song is from Wu-Tang Clan's second studio album titled "Wu-Tang Forever" which was released in June 1997.
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Collective Contribution"Triumph" features verses from almost all the Wu-Tang Clan's members - RZA, Method Man, GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck, Raekwon, and Masta Killa - showcasing the collective nature of the group.
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Song LengthThis track is nearly six minutes long (5:38) without a chorus which is unusual for many popular songs.
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Opening VerseInspectah Deck's open verse in the song is considered by many, one of the greatest verses in hip-hop history.
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Commercial Success"Wu-Tang Forever", the album which "Triumph" appears on, debuted at number one on the Billboard 200 and has since been certified 4x Platinum.
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Music VideoDirected by famed hip-hop video director Brett Ratner, the video for "Triumph" is known for its high-budget and cinematic quality where, there was a scene that showed a swarm of killer bees attacking New York, which is symbolic of the group’s planned takeover of the music industry.
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Pop Culture ReferenceThe 'Triumph' music video is often referenced in popular culture. It was spoofed by the famous sketch comedy show, Chappelle's Show.
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No Hook ApproachIt has been noted by fans and critics that "Triumph" lacks a traditional hook or chorus, relying instead on the strength of its verses to carry the song, making it a standout track in the genre of hip-hop.
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Collaborative EffortThe song's production work was a joint effort by group member RZA and mixer Carlos Bess. Through this song, they showcased how rap verses from multiple rappers could be seamlessly blended together over an intricate beat.
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