[Intro]
Red hat
Steel toes
Frost breath
Yeah, the crew rose
Merry Christmas from the mud and the rebar
Men of Concrete, we the gift, not a postcard
[Verse 1]
Up before the sunrise
Steam comin off the pour
Hands cracked, backs sore
Still we line it, grind it, ride for more
Laser line straight
Form tight, that frame don’t shake
We don’t brag, we demonstrate
Turn that empty lot to a solid base
Snowflakes on the fresh slab
Boot prints in the slick patch
We don’t fold, we dispatch
Every job like a mismatch
Supporters cheerin from the side, yeah, we feel that
Haters talkin from the couch, never built jack
[Chorus]
Men of Concrete, we don’t crack, we cure
All this hard work, yeah, the legacy’s pure
For our family
For our kids, that’s the plan, see
Merry Christmas to the ones who believed
And Merry Christmas to the ones throwin shade at the team
We just level that, shovel that, turn it to a dream
Men of Concrete, we pour, we grind, we bleed
[Verse 2]
Cold wind cuttin through the hoodie, still I clock in
Mixer spin heavy like the world that we locked in
Rebar cage tight like the circle that I walk with
Talk slick? That’s cool, but the wall says who’s honest
Driveway, high rise, sidewalk, bridge deck
We stamp our name where your words can’t hit next
Family in the kitchen, I’m facetime on break
“Daddy on the grind so the tree feel great”
Bonus in the envelope, bills gettin buried
Kids rip the wrapping while the concrete’s curing
Toast to the clients and the ones that were doubting
You just gave us fuel, now the crew stay mounting
[Chorus]
Men of Concrete, we don’t crack, we cure
All this hard work, yeah, the legacy’s pure
For our family
For our kids, that’s the plan, see
Merry Christmas to the ones who believed
And Merry Christmas to the ones throwin shade at the team
We just level that, shovel that, turn it to a dream
Men of Concrete, we pour, we grind, we bleed
[Bridge]
To the foremen, the finishers, truck drivers in the yard
To the labor in the rain, layin down them charge cards
To the moms holdin down every late-night shift
To the haters in the back, you just boost our gift
Hands up for the calloused palms
Hands up for the echoed psalms
Work hard for the fam all season long
This that gangsta carol, concrete strong
[Chorus]