Concrete Pressure

Boot prints on the stairwell

Cold chain on my shirt

I came up from the basement

With the weight and the work

Your talk like paper walls

Mine land like stone

I built this by hand

From the bones up to the throne

Hear that low rumble?

That’s the floor with a grudge

Hands in my pockets

But I still never budge

They want clean stories

I bring mud to the page

One look in my eyes

You can feel that cage

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

I don’t fold, I don’t fold

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

Cold blood, steady soul

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

Say my name, say it right

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

I’m that weight in the night

Chain-link dreams in the rain

I learned patience from loss

Every scar on my knuckles

Told me what it would cost

Now they circle the block

Like they all want a taste

But I move like a lock

And I never leave space

No silver spoon, just grit

No shortcut, just miles

I keep heat in my chest

And a stare that turns wild

Hear that low rumble?

That’s the floor with a grudge

Hands in my pockets

But I still never budge

They want clean stories

I bring mud to the page

One look in my eyes

You can feel that cage

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

I don’t fold, I don’t fold

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

Cold blood, steady soul

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

Say my name, say it right

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

I’m that weight in the night

I took the hit and kept walking

Kept the fire under glass

You can hear it in my breathing

I was built to outlast

No I’m not asking for mercy

I’m just earning my seat

When the smoke clears around me

You’ll still feel the concrete beat

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

I don’t fold, I don’t fold

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

Cold blood, steady soul

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

Say my name, say it right

Concrete pressure, concrete pressure

I’m that weight in the night