Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Steel toes on before sunrise Thermos coffee, dead red eyes Mix truck hummin’ like a war cry Whole block quiet but the ground alive Pulled up solo, just me and the mud Shovel in the rock, turn dust to a flood Rebar bones run under my feet I’m buildin’ what they stand on, they don’t even see [Chorus] Life is hard, that is why we do concrete (yeah) Keep on keepin’ on, I don’t ever skip a beat Pull up the wire, throw the magic powder deep Stampin’ concrete signatures all over the street Life is hard, that is why we do concrete (uh) Hands all cut, but the vision run deep Trowel in my fist, that’s the code that I speak Stampin’ concrete signatures on our world every week [Verse 2] Cloud of dust when the form ties snap Tape on my fingers, map on my lap Check grade, check line, check slope One bad move and the whole dream broke Rain in the forecast, still I pour Cold wind hittin’, I just lean in more They talk tough, but they soft in the storms I talk little, let the sidewalks form [Chorus] Life is hard, that is why we do concrete (yeah) Keep on keepin’ on, I don’t ever skip a beat Pull up the wire, throw the magic powder deep Stampin’ concrete signatures all over the street Life is hard, that is why we do concrete (uh) From the driveway pads to the jailhouse feet You can wash your hands, but it stains what you keep Stampin’ concrete signatures on our world every week [Bridge] Whole crew gone, I stay, smooth seams Knee pads burnin’, still chasin’ clean dreams (woo) World try crack me, I just set more forms If it don’t set right, I’ll be back by dawn [Chorus] Life is hard, that is why we do concrete (yeah) Keep on keepin’ on, I don’t ever skip a beat Pull up the wire, throw the magic powder deep Stampin’ concrete signatures all over the street Life is hard, that is why we do concrete (yeah, yeah) Name in the corner where the wet lines meet When I’m long gone, they’ll still walk on my beat Stampin’ concrete signatures on our world, concrete
Tags
rap, Hard-hitting gangster rap over ominous string stabs and gritty violin loops, swung trap drums and deep bass. Verses ride a steady, cold-blooded pocket; hook explodes with chanted gang vocals. Sparse piano accents in the bridge, then a final stacked-voice chant on the title line. Male vocals, raw and dry up front., world, gangster rap, violin
Duration
2:33
Instrumental
No
Created
2/13/2026