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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I laid the first stone
You showed up late
Hands in my lane
Now you want a plate
I kept that grind
When the room went cold
Counted my losses
Then I bought more hold
Mud on my boots
Not a word, just proof
Built from the floor
Now I stand on truth
You saw the frame
I was pouring that base
Now you talk loud
Like you made that place
[Pre-Chorus]
Where were you then?
When the rent came due
When my name was small
And the nights cut through
I kept my head low
Kept my work in line
Every scar I own
Got a reason why
[Chorus]
I built this shit, brick by brick
Brick by brick, brick by brick
Where have you been?
Where have you been?
I built this shit, brick by brick
No handouts here
No easy win
Brick by brick, brick by brick
[Verse 2]
I stamped my name
On the bottom rail
Every door I pushed
Had to learn to fail
You talk about luck
I talk about sweat
Old chipped paint
And the bets I kept
Had a few nights
Barely made it through
Still I showed up
Did what I had to do
Now they want seats
At the table I made
Funny how folks
Love a fire after the blaze
[Pre-Chorus]
Where were you then?
When the lights went off
When my back was bent
And the road got rough
I stayed on course
Didn’t blink, didn’t fold
Now the whole damn block
Knows what I built from cold
[Chorus]
I built this shit, brick by brick
Brick by brick, brick by brick
Where have you been?
Where have you been?
I built this shit, brick by brick
No handouts here
No easy win
Brick by brick, brick by brick
[Bridge]
Yeah, I remember names
I remember rain
I remember nights
I swallowed pain
Now the walls stand tall
From my own two hands
You can watch me rise
Or you can understand
[Chorus]
I built this shit, brick by brick
Brick by brick, brick by brick
Where have you been?
Where have you been?
I built this shit, brick by brick
No handouts here
No easy win
Brick by brick, brick by brick
Details
GeneratedAug 6, 2026
Duration2:54
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap with a hard boom-bap pulse, dusty drums and a rolling sub-bass line; verse rides tight pocketed eight-bar rhymes, pre-hook strips to snapped claps and vocal chops, chorus lands with stacked gang shouts on the anchor phrase. Add reversed cymbal swells into transitions, a brief tape-stop before the hook, and ad-lib doubles on the last words. Mix is gritty, punchy, and close-mic, rap
Credits
Prompt byLUCEN
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
I built this shit, brick by brick, where have you been, rap
