Iron Claw Lyrics - Czarface

[Intro] 

Czar 

Czarface 

[Chorus: Kendra Morris] 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] 

Yo 

Groundskeeper how I touch green 

No love scene, so graphic I got a cutscene 

Yeah, I go through it if I can't walk around it 

True because I do it before I talk about it 

[?] cold water, blowtorcher 

Black diamonds, blue dreams, gold Porsche 

I'm always on go, all the lights green 

General official, that's what the stripes mean 

You get wiped clean like a countertop 

I don't work in the beat, I'm like a housing cop 

How they thirst in the streets, it's like they out rock 

No publicity stunts before the album drop 

What you see is real, what you heard is false 

All I have in this world is my word and my balls 

Money calling, stomach talking, hungry often 

Honeys hawking, haters hate, funny talking 

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[Chorus: Kendra Morris] 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah] 

Yeah, yo 

We criminals on the nightshift 

Get the billy club or the nightstick 

Sublim stone I get right with 

My murder game down to a tight knit 

Reputations brolic, the story is polished 

Not laces in my Adidas (Motherfuckers) 

Yeah, yeah, and I'm not from Hollis 

Got garlic for vampires and fake niggas who came to gossip 

You can't 'dress me with that bullshit, you ain't even my stylist 

(You acting all big now) But you ain't Christopher Wallace 

See your girl on her knees, she just doing a solid 

And the funny shit, you ain't gon' do nothing about it 

Have a seat [?] you should be doing a [?] 

See, these young niggas'll murder you 

And none of these niggas never heard of you 

We popped a few things on the curb or two 

Would've had you stretched out laying vertical 

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[Chorus: Kendra Morris] 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

Don't, don't, don't, don't push me 

[Verse 3: Esoteric] 

I'm an alien from way past the Moon, you see 

I had the shazam, the [?] was new to me 

Lunacy, puny humans try to heckle 

I got the [?], Bill Burr, I'm a rebel level up 

Poured some wine and I poured it to my face 

You don light skinny jeans on 24-inch waist 

Style wild like a [?] from [?] grandson 

I call the shots like I'm shooting with a [?] gun 

Trailblazing, hair rising like a man bun 

I'm so psycho on mics, you so psycho in tights and heels 

Turn on the [?] like [?] 

[?] Louise, I'm catching casual Ts 

(Hey, one more time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I like this take 

Popping shit at Esoteric, that your life mistake 

I'm a [?] he like [?] 

Your future looking Bleek like you tryna be Jay's friend 

You put the S in wordplay, you get swordplay 

So you know the stabbing tracks with my forté