Callus

[Hook: Dyemond Lewis & Swankmaster RAW]
Callus on my hands, nigga i'm a working man (man)
Wake up then i bake up, to my own shit i'm a fan (fan) (x3)
I don't like attention, but i took it then i ran
Took it then i ran, and drew up a game plan

[Verse 1: Dyemond Lewis]
Yo
Pass on the message, let them know we causing shifts
Dyemond coming for their neck like anniversary gifts
Stick to the script
In and out operation, prodie let's do this quick
Take all their money, freaked all their honeys then we dipped, dipped (we out)
We on your daughter's wish list, your girl on my hit list
Move, watch how we propel
My mans on the way, he carry pounds, i'm talking dumbbells
My crew so secure and plus we guard each other's coat-tails
Ain't no hangers, or ain't no blood-suckers, ain't no leeches
The coast is full of leaders, gangbangers and hella preachers so
Join the movement, or just move man (just move man)
Step out in all black, thats that Bruce Wayne
Act tough, get shaken up like loose change, shit
I tell 'em, tell 'em pass the propane
I spark it off, I spark it off, see this that new flame
Live it how i write it, nigga my life mad exciting
If the Pros come for your set, that shit sound like attack on titan
I'm that mood switcher, cool smooth nigga
Set your whole crew, i do you like the rules and come through
And break you, then straight replace you
You tried and you failed
I see it on your face, it's all made up like Loreal, yeah

[Hook: Dyemond Lewis & Swankmaster RAW]
Callus on my hands, nigga i'm a working man (man)
Wake up then i bake up, to my own shit i'm a fan (fan) (x3)
I don't like attention, but i took it then i ran
Took it then i ran, and drew up a game plan

[Verse 2: Swankmaster RAW]
Yo yo yo, yo yo
Do, do you see me?
Your vision need be 3D and tune in to the almighty
Just for you to try and fight me, and stop me from completing
My mission which is dishing, collision with your mind
In time for you to face the rapture
Cause it's coming real faster than ever before
Are you ready for war?
Nah, i think not
Never thought your toung-sword was the greatest weapon you got
Don't need a Glock for you to pop a nigga just to skyrock
Now blast off into a fucking jail cell, ended up in hell now
Caught up in the satan-sanity, and you in vial now
Fell down wishing that you lived your life different
My finished missions repenting, playing [?]
Bitch came through, ain't got your life back what you 'gon do with it?
Join us like a army, break the system til we all get it

[Hook: Dyemond Lewis & Swankmaster RAW]
Callus on my hands, nigga i'm a working man (man)
Wake up then i bake up, to my own shit i'm a fan (fan) (x3)
I don't like attention, but i took it then i ran
Took it then i ran, and drew up a game plan

[Verse 3: Dyemond Lewis]
Uh
My muscles sore, hear the lions roar
We don't work to be rich, we just work so that we not poor
Imma give you all of me, right down to the core
No, i don't like attention, but it's part of my ascension
So we took it then we split it, the Slackas was the invention
Family matters get [?]
It took 21 years for me to learn my mama's lessons

[Verse 4: Swankmaster RAW]
It got us working hard and playing less
No reason for we to stress, cause the patience [?]
Got the vibes quaking all through your damn chest
Just peep it, no misleading, we putting minds to the test, cause

[Bridge: Dyemond Lewis & Swankmaster RAW]
There ain't no half stepping, i walk with steez
Ain't no half assin' in what we do
Ain't no other brother that's just like me
So you do you, nigga and i do me

[Hook: Dyemond Lewis & Swankmaster RAW]
Callus on my hands, nigga i'm a working man (man)
Wake up then i bake up, to my own shit i'm a fan (fan) (x3)
I don't like attention, but i took it then i ran
Took it then i ran, and drew up a game plan

[Outro: Dyemond Lewis]
Yo, slackas ain't new to hard work nigga