F.N.G. Anthem

Every damn year, there’s a brand new—WHO? Thinks he knows the job ’fore he ever even do Tape’s upside-down, boots barely tied, Welcome to the crew, who the fuck are you? You’re the F… N… G — but stick with me, We’ll find your damn P.P.E. And maybe teach you how to read a beam. Keep your hard hat on and your mitts real clean, ‘Cause out here, you're the F.N.G… We build more than just the dream. Now don’t fall behind, try to stay in line, Quit askin’ dumb shit every fkn time. Hold your level straight, stop wastin’ my effing time — If you drop one more tool, kid, I’m losin’ my mind. Measure twice, cut once — tattoo that line, And if you can’t sweep right, how you ever gonna rise? But show up, shut up, and maybe you’ll climb… ‘Cause even legends had to start as F.N.Gs in their prime.