First Swing

Title: First Swing [Intro — beat-first / hammer count-in] [Hammer taps count the rhythm, boots on plywood, deep 808 groove building, no spoken intro] [Chant Intro] One-two grip through Three-four hit the board Five-six mind clicks First swing sets the whole day right [Verse 1] Sun barely up but the tools already talking Coffee gone cold but the whole crew walking Tool belt drag with a rhythm in the leather Morning got weight but we move it together Chalk line snap like a wake-up crack Old thoughts show up but I don’t swing back I put both hands where the work needs truth Let the hammer ring out what my mouth can’t prove There’s a groove in the grain when the board lays flat There’s a lesson in the grip when the world talks back There’s a beat in the shoulder when the first nail sinks And a man finds room where he used to overthink I came with a head full but I won’t leave scattered Let the sawline sing let the hard day gather If the morning wants trouble then the rhythm gets tight First swing sets the whole day right [Pre-Chorus] Line it up breathe it in Grip the handle clear the spin Low end knock hands stay clean Workday moving like a machine [Chorus] First swing sets the whole day right Hammer ring heavy when the low end bites First swing gets the mind on track Cut that noise let the beat swing back Whole crew moving when the groove gets lit Steel toes sliding with the bass in it First swing sets the whole day right Hard day waiting but we came alive [Post-Chorus — chant] Swing it set it Grip it let it Ring out through it This that hammer music Swing it set it Grip it let it First swing sets the whole day right [Verse 2] I know men who don’t talk much but their hands say plenty Tape pulled tight when the spirit feels empty They carry Monday like a board on the shoulder Smile real quick then the work takes over Ain’t nobody filming when the real ones move No spotlight needed when the jobsite grooves Just sawdust floating in the morning air And a man finding peace in the work right there That first hit matters cause it sets the tone Either drag that mood or command your own Either let that static crawl under your skin Or catch that rhythm and step back in I ain’t chasing perfect I’m chasing aligned One clean motion one settled mind One good swing with my grip held tight First swing sets the whole day right [Pre-Chorus] Line it up breathe it in Grip the handle clear the spin Low end knock hands stay clean Workday moving like a machine [Chorus] First swing sets the whole day right Hammer ring heavy when the low end bites First swing gets the mind on track Cut that noise let the beat swing back Whole crew moving when the groove gets lit Steel toes sliding with the bass in it First swing sets the whole day right Hard day waiting but we came alive [Bridge — crew chant / stomp rhythm] Grip steady shoulder loose Board ready mind in tune Nail started tempo found Hard day quiet when the beat comes down Cut straight stand square Dust flying good air No big speech no spotlight First swing sets the whole day right [Breakdown — low 808 / hammer rhythm] Some days start heavy some men start tired Some hands keep moving till the soul rewires One hit one breath One board one step Let the rhythm do what the worry never did [Final Chorus] First swing sets the whole day right Hammer ring heavy when the low end bites First swing gets the mind on track Cut that noise let the beat swing back Whole crew moving when the groove gets lit Steel toes sliding with the bass in it First swing sets the whole day right Hard day waiting but we came alive [Outro — chant fades / beat rides] One-two grip through Three-four hit the board Five-six mind clicks First swing sets the whole day right