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, push me
Don't, don't, don't, don't me

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

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

2: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yo
We criminals on the
Get the billy or the nightstick
Sublim stone I get with
My murder game down to a tight
brolic, the story is polished
Not laces in my (Motherfuckers)
Yeah, yeah, and I'm not from
Got garlic for vampires and niggas who came to gossip
You can't 'dress me with that bullshit, you ain't even my
(You all big now) But you ain't Christopher Wallace
See your girl on her knees, she just a solid
And the shit, you ain't gon' do nothing about it
Have a seat [?] you should be a [?]
See, young niggas'll murder you
And none of these niggas never of you
We popped a few on the curb or two
Would've had you stretched out vertical

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

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