Lyrics

Dynomite Tile Works...
Born in the mud, built from the struggle,
Now we lay luxury.
805, Oxnard, stand up.



Started with the dust, now I’m clean with the cuts,
From the back of the truck to designer setups.
Ain’t no gimmicks, this that blue-collar flex,
With the mud on my boots and respect on my checks.

Mama raised a soldier, I don’t fold for a thing,
Used to push tile loads, now I’m lacin’ them wings.
Steam rooms to pools, I finesse that grout,
Talk cheap — my trowel gon’ show you what I’m ’bout.

Got that blacked-out Avalanche, rolls through the zone,
And the tile hit harder than a cholo with a chrome.
Hustle ain't luck, it’s them late nights stackin’,
No days off when your future’s what you’re backin’.



Dynomite in the mix, tile game so legit,
From the trench to the mansion, I’m lacin’ it thick.
805 grind, yeah we work with pride,
Every cut so clean, leave your jaw on the side.



Don’t compare me to no handyman rookie,
I’m a certified beast with them hands, no cookie.
Walmart bids, government pay,
Customers refer me ‘cause I don’t play.

Midtown Ventura, I pull up with the squad,
All tools, no talk, just contracts and God.
From fresa fields to the grout joints glowin’,
Now I charge what I want — 'cause my name still growin’.

This that Hecktic flow, with that Dynomite soul,
You could feel my grind in the heat of that roll.
Every floor I touch, that’s history laid,
Built this brand brick by brick — no shade.


Dynomite in the mix, tile game so legit,
From the trench to the mansion, I’m lacin’ it thick.
805 grind, yeah we work with pride,
Every cut so clean, leave your jaw on the side.



You want that quick fix, go find someone else.
But if you want that legacy feel under your feet?
You call Dynomite.
805 certified.
We don’t lay tile — we lay statements.