Nastee - Callus lyrics

[Hook: Dyemond Lewis & Swa*kmaster RAW] Callus on my hands, n***a i'm a working man (man) Wake up then i bake up, to my own sh** 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 Pa** 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-s**ers, ain't no leeches The coast is full of leaders, g**ners 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, sh** I tell 'em, tell 'em pa** the propane I spark it off, I spark it off, see this that new flame Live it how i write it, n***a my life mad exciting If the Pros come for your set, that sh** sound like attack on titan I'm that mood switcher, cool smooth n***a 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 [?], yeah [Hook: Dyemond Lewis & Swa*kmaster RAW] Callus on my hands, n***a i'm a working man (man) Wake up then i bake up, to my own sh** 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: Swa*kmaster RAW] Yo yo yo, yo yo Do, do you see me? Your vision need [?] 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 n***a just to skyrock Now blast off into a f**ing jail cell, ended up in hell now Caught up in the satan-sanity, and you [?] now Fell down wishing that you lived your life different My finished missions repenting, playing [?] b**h 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 & Swa*kmaster RAW] Callus on my hands, n***a i'm a working man (man) Wake up then i bake up, to my own sh** 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: Swa*kmaster 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 & Swa*kmaster RAW] There ain't no half stepping, i walk with [steez?] Ain't no half a**in' in what we do Ain't no other brother that's just like me So you do you, n***a and i do me [Hook: Dyemond Lewis & Swa*kmaster RAW] Callus on my hands, n***a i'm a working man (man) Wake up then i bake up, to my own sh** 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 n***a