[Verse]
Steel boots stompin', streets paved in dust,
Backs bent, calloused hands, we build 'cause we must.
Men of concrete, grind's never discreet,
Pouring sweat in the cracks, where the cold world meets.
Every slab’s a story, every cut’s a scar,
Foundation of the hustle, yeah, we raising the bar.
Jackhammers sing, like the choir of war,
Teaching life's lessons, but we’re learning more.
[Chorus]
Men of concrete, we break, we lay,
Pour the pain in the mix, pave the way.
Keep on keepin' on, through the dirt and the gray,
Life is hard, but we do it every day.
[Verse 2]
Rebar veins, hearts beat with the grind,
Chasing dreams in the rubble, heavyweights of our kind.
Life ain’t smooth, nah, it’s rough like the pour,
But we patch up the cracks, keep coming back for more.
The trowel’s my brush, the slab’s my art,
Teaching the young, but the struggle’s where we start.
Lessons in the lines, the level never lies,
Building solid futures, even under gray skies.
[Bridge]
Cement’s cold, but the fire’s in the soul,
From the first frame to the final roll.
Chisel the truth, carve it in stone,
Men of concrete, never alone.