Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Boot prints Dust on my jeans We mix that gray Into our dreams [Verse 1] We the men of concrete Hard hats, cracked hands, no sleep Sun up, sun down, same street Pouring out floors where the kids gon’ eat Steel toes by the front door waiting My shorty ask, "Dad, you staying?" Kiss her head, then I'm back on site Trade them nights for another blue light [Chorus] Men of concrete, laying our names in the earth Leave that mark in the mud, in the turf (yeah) Spending more time on the job than at home But we build every road that you roam Men of concrete, every slab, every line If I vanish today, I’ll be fine ‘Cause the ground still talking ‘bout me when I’m gone Concrete signatures, set in stone (set in stone) [Verse 2] Same crew, same boots, same weather Different scars, but we share that pressure He lost time with his boy last summer I missed calls from my own sick mother We pour pain in the frame, let it cure Talk life over lunch on the curb Tie rebar like we stitch our stories Stack small checks, still chasing glory [Bridge] [Strings pull back, deep bass humming low] If these walls could speak They’d say our names slow Every crack, every street Proof we didn’t let go We ain’t rich, but we built half your town We break backs, just to hold you down [Chorus] Men of concrete, laying our names in the earth Leave that mark in the mud, in the turf Spending more time on the job than at home But we build every road that you roam Men of concrete, every slab, every line If I vanish today, I’ll be fine ‘Cause the ground still talking ‘bout me when I’m gone Concrete signatures, set in stone (yeah, set in stone)
Tags
rap, Hard-hitting boom-bap drums, sinister string quartet stabs, and a thick sub-bass line. Male vocals with a gritty, storytelling delivery; hook gets wider with stacked gang vocals and octave strings. Verses stay tight and percussive, bridge strips to low bass and solo violin before the final, triumphant chorus slams back in., gangster rap
Duration
2:20
Instrumental
No
Created
2/5/2026