Intro – Spoken Turn the key, fire it up Another day, another load to carry If we stop, the site stops Respect to all hustlerz pon di road! Verse 1 Crack of dawn, hear the dump truck roar Gravel and dirt, that’s the site’s core Heavy machines wait — don’t be late It’s not “don’t delay,” it’s “never break” Mixer truck’s drum still spinnin’ fast Before it hardens, make the pour last Can’t hold the crane, steel beams set Trailer’s tight with the long-load net Haulin’ beasts on the back of a flat Hydraulics breathing, heavy like that We’ve seen the city from underground This driver’s seat — that’s my battleground Chorus 1 Where my hands steer, the frontlines lie Push the pedal — the city comes alive We don’t just move it — we move with pride Carrying life to the jobsite side Not the title but the tire marks Talk with code through radio sparks You won’t see us, but we don’t sleep ’Cause when we run, the nation keeps Verse 2 Load the lumber, off to site Map in the brain, the route feels right “Can you make it by tomorrow?” they say If “no” was an option, that’d be easy to say Two-ton’s flyin’ from warehouse lanes Pipes, screws, panels, timber frames No horn blown, no petty beef Just passion packed in the back beneath Forklifts dance through timed routines Unload battles on concrete scenes Moving lives with a moving truck Boxed-up hopes and family luck Chorus 2 Gas and gears speak more than talk Engines speak that daily walk Every load, every mile Is how we build our concrete style Not just dropping — it’s delivered soul To lives we’ll never even know With sweat and grit on this blacktop stripe ROAD HUSTLERZ — we ride all night Bridge – Driver Chant Who run di road? (WE RUN IT!) Who connects the sites each day? (WE DONE IT!) Rain or snow, jam or heat (GO AHEAD!) We move the load, complete with pride! Final Chorus Got dreams in the grip of the wheel Rear-view echoes — voices real If we stop, the city breaks So we run ‘til the silence shakes If tomorrow’s out there in the light Release the brake and ride it right ROAD HUSTLERZ — the name’s unknown But this highway’s ours. It’s our zone
