[Verse]
Men of concrete, the city's spine we grind,
Dust in the lungs, steel toes align.
Jackhammer rhythm, heartbeat in the block,
Time tickin’ fast, still punching the clock.
Shoulders broad, but the burden is boulders,
Sweat-soaked collars, the grit makes us soldiers.
Dreams in the mortar, hope in the mix,
Lay the foundation, brick by brick.
[Chorus]
Concrete beasts, it’s all about timing,
Long days, short nights, forever climbing.
Grateful for the grind, thankful for the fight,
Building futures under streetlight.
[Verse 2]
Calloused hands, every scar’s a receipt,
Paid in full by the dirt on my feet.
Mixers churn like my mind at dawn,
Pouring ambition, the struggle ain't gone.
Cement in my veins, streets call me kin,
Blueprints of pain where the dreams begin.
Shadows grow tall when the sun bows low,
Family’s the why, so I hustle and go.
[Chorus]
Concrete beasts, it’s all about timing,
Long days, short nights, forever climbing.
Grateful for the grind, thankful for the fight,
Building futures under streetlight.