

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Steel-toe boots Dust in my lungs Prayers on my lips As the day comes [Verse 1] We up before the sun, truck lights on stun Thermos full of coffee, tryna outrun Every bill, every doubt, every hard season Still we lay that mix like we trust in a reason Hard hats, cracked hands, backs all tight Miss another ball game, pouring past midnight Phone full of photos that we barely see Kids growin' up quicker than the first set screed Men of Concrete, yeah we shoulder that weight Turn rebar cages into highways and gates Tie wire, snap line, chalk all over my jeans Prayin' God can read plans better than it seems [Chorus] We the Men of Concrete Writing our names in the ground Leave a mark for the kingdom Every slab, every town If we spend more time working Than we do at home tonight Let these concrete signatures Still testify to the Light (yeah, testify to the Light) [Verse 2] Brother on the float, other brother on the pump We talk about our fathers when the chutes still thump How they gave their backs, how they missed them too How forgiveness feels heavy like a fresh wet crew We laugh, we cuss, then we bow our heads Right there in the mud, where the spirit led Sweat on our brows, but our hearts feel clean As the surface comes smooth and the joints stay lean We ain't perfect, just patched and poured Cracked in the soul, still chased by the Lord Every trowel stroke like another small prayer "Watch over my family when I ain't there" [Chorus] We the Men of Concrete Writing our names in the ground Leave a mark for the kingdom Every slab, every town If we spend more time working Than we do at home tonight Let these concrete signatures Still testify to the Light (oh, testify to the Light) [Bridge] If this is my altar Built of gravel and stone Use these long, long hours To lead my people home When the forms fall away And the dust finally clears May Your name stand stronger Than all my working years [Chorus] We the Men of Concrete Writing our names in the ground Leave a mark for the kingdom Every slab, every town If we spend more time working Than we do at home tonight Let these concrete signatures Still testify to the Light Yeah, our concrete signatures Point our families to the Christ
Tags
rap, Epic gospel rap over cinematic strings and deep bass, male vocals. Intro starts with solo violin over soft choir pads, then drums and 808-style bass drop in for the verse. Chorus widens with stacked harmonies and a call-and-response feel. Bridge strips back to just bass and violins, then a final, triumphant chorus with choir ad-libs and big reverb., gospel
4:18
No
4/3/2026