Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Claw

[Chorus: Kendra
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me

1: Inspectah Deck]
Yo
Groundskeeper how I touch
No scene, so graphic I got a cutscene
Yeah, I go through it if I walk around it
True I do it before I talk about it
[?] cold water,
Black diamonds, blue dreams, Porsche
I'm always on go, all the lights
General official, what the stripes mean
You get wiped like a countertop
I don't work in the beat, I'm like a cop
How they thirst in the streets, it's like they out
No publicity stunts the album drop
What you see is real, you heard is false
All I have in world is my word and my balls
calling, stomach talking, hungry often
Honeys hawking, hate, funny talking

[Chorus: Morris]
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me

[Verse 2: Killah]
Yeah, yo
We on the nightshift
Get the club or the nightstick
Sublim stone I get right
My murder game down to a tight
Reputations brolic, the is polished
Not laces in my (Motherfuckers)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm not Hollis
Got garlic for vampires and fake niggas who to gossip
You can't 'dress me with bullshit, you ain't even my stylist
(You acting all big now) But you ain't Christopher
See girl on her knees, she just doing a solid
And the funny shit, you ain't gon' do about it
Have a [?] you should be doing a [?]
See, these niggas'll murder you
And of these niggas never heard of you
We popped a few things on the or two
Would've had you stretched out laying

[Chorus: Morris]
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me
Don't, don't, don't, push me
Don't, don't, don't, push me

3: Esoteric]
I'm an from way past the Moon, you see
I had the shazam, the [?] was new to me
Lunacy, puny try to heckle
I got the [?], Bill Burr, I'm a rebel up
some wine and I poured it to my face
You don light skinny on 24-inch waist
Style wild like a [?] [?] grandson
I call the shots like I'm shooting a [?] gun
Trailblazing, rising like a man bun
I'm so on mics, you so psycho in tights and heels
Turn on the [?] [?]
[?] Louise, I'm casual Ts
(Hey, one more time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I this take
Popping shit at Esoteric, that your life
I'm a [?] he [?]
Your future looking Bleek like you be Jay's friend
You put the S in wordplay, you get
So you know the stabbing tracks with my