Chords for Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph

_ Yeah!
_ _ Yeah!
[D] _
_ Yeah!
[G#m] What y'all think about [D] that old baby Dank Dog?
Yo, baby!
Hey!
I'm a Dank Dog!
I'm a Dank Dog!
I'm a Dank Dog!
I'm a Dank Dog!
I'm a Dank Dog!
I'm a Dank Dog!
Who's next?
Oh!
I brought my chowder clay
Soccer teach philosophies
And I bought this neat kit to find [Dm] out
These properties, mockeries, lyrically performed on robbery
Flea with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle scars, showgun, explosion with my pen
It's tremendous, ocean violence, shamble on [D] forensics
I inspect you, do [Dm] the future see millennium
Killer bees, so 50 gold, 60 platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like black mists
[D] Black moves like it's Queen Bee's Eve
The guns set, from their wolfidomistic ass
Slaves to function, hence by the scores
They fight inside the walls
Except the war, for our fans, he meant more
Behold the bold soldier, his shoulder glows slowly
Roses to blow, swinging swords
Stomp grounds are [Dm] bound from bricks to solid rock
Who got a lot for forming, now boy, your heart is blind
I'm the rose head, I break like joy
And with the bone, with the [Dm] buffalo
The whole head, it never lies
It's my testament to those lines
No more proficient in the game of life, standing firm
I'm foreign land, [D] just a gun, not the prize, man
Into the fire, transforming into the blue spider
I'm six o'clock, and the streets gone
Who got my back, and I'm on the fire, holding back
What, my people's inches with me, where the money at
Eagles in front, baby, shot us with my big cat
What's more, the jungle, [Dm] the bad deed, the bad spot
Earth got my weak [D] spot, flat ground
With the blood, hot, we pour pot
[Dm] Ain't no spot, you wanna think twice
Now I get lucky, got the second weapon from the pot
Guns that never roll, never got their battle zone
Victim of love
I twist darts from the heart
Tried and true, put my voice on the LV
Want you to know that I'm slattin' rocks
Certified chatterbox, from Cavalier, every dawner talkin'
Tell your story walkin', take home a pink flag
Run for your brother, kid, run for your team
And your six can't ride groupies
So I can squeeze with the invention, and get wasted
My deadly notes reign supreme, [A] your thought is basic
Compared to [D] mine, don't no more affect us
You can't, quiet down, you say it's all or nothing
Take a free ride with my thought, I got the best in
Can't knock, gotta own, [N] press through the guards
You saw the continue, I'm the one
[D] But, all the victors claim it, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony to be
We push slow, flame of the lux slow
War, judgment day cometh, conquer is war
Allow us to escape, hell glow, spinning ball
Pocket full of shells out the sky, open up
Lost tunes, but the shitty mortal combat sound
The fake boss death make the blood steam it round
A jungle junkie, vigilante temper
A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another
Holy pharanthrom, twig while I put anesthesia
Moral, the straw, graceful, music ballerina
My music sizzling, rich California smell
Axe kill adventure, [A] paint a picture well
I sing [D] a song of Zayson, sippin' on Zayson
Righteous, white, [N] separate, rotating
Yeah, we're the witty soldiers
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_ [A] She move like concrete
Tall brown skin, her weave like palm trees
I wake up in the [C#m] middle of the night
Get my dough in between the doughnuts
Don't want it, it ain't no sweat
I fly on streets, hold a sip, touch ground
I fly on streets, I'm inviting my team
I fly on [C#m] streets, white boys call my crew man
Seven day rest off, on street flame
I slow down, see you safe
It ain't nothing but fuss ass
Full of hell, get on fast
Bitch, I don't break out, pass to the next rat
The door, bitch, on em, she ain't like trees
Got meals, my steel girl back
All good, all bare teeth
[A] _ _ _
_ Motherfucker, I need [Cm] you [C#m] now
_ [D] Yeah
_ [G] Yeah
Everybody [C#] say his name _ _
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