Dutty Han Em

There's a kind of person, don't make 'em like before
The one who's up with the sunrise, ready for more
Don't talk about the work, no, they just walk through that door

Hands cracked, body sore, still standing tall
This ain't no place for soft hands, no safe talk at all
We are The Pew Estate, yeah, we heed the call

Built by people who know comfort ain't free
Respect not given, it's built steady
Brick by brick, day by day, that's the key
Out here sweat is currency
Out here your word still carries weight
We don't chase easy, we chase what's real and great

Real work, real grit, real people
So get your hands dirty, let it be
'Cause that's where the truth lives, that's legacy

We are The Pew Estate