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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We’re the men of concrete, the beasts of the trade,
Laying down dreams, where the blueprints fade.
With sweat and grit, we shape the ground,
The hardest hands, where the strongest’s found.
[Chorus]
Concrete beasts, we’re built to last,
Pouring our hearts, stone-cast, steadfast.
We’re Concrete Gods, Pharaohs of the mold,
Hardest workers, with a spirit bold.
[Verse 2]
From dawn’s first light to the evening’s glow,
We carve the earth, make the city grow.
Each trowel’s a brush, each slab a song,
We love what we do, all day long.
[Prechorus]
Through the heat, through the cold,
Our story’s in the stone we hold.
[Chorus]
Concrete beasts, we’re built to last,
Pouring our hearts, stone-cast, steadfast.
We’re Concrete Gods, Pharaohs of the mold,
Hardest workers, with a spirit bold.
[Bridge]
Keep on keepin’ on, through the grind and the dust,
In the mix, in the mold, it’s our art, it’s our trust.
The rhythm of the rebar, the hum of the pour,
We build the world, and then build some more.
Details
GeneratedDec 12, 2025
Duration3:33
LanguageEnglish
Style
warm brass, laid-back piano fills, groovy bassline, smooth jazz, jazz
Credits
Prompt by
ManofConcrete
ManofConcreteModelAria v5
Prompt
Smooth jazz about the Men of Concrete! Being Concrete Beasts! We are Concrete Gods! Concrete Pharaohs! Hardest working people ever! Hardest Trade in Construction! We love what we do Keep on keepin on
