[Intro]
[Spoken, flat and deadpan]
Attention. This is a public service announcement from the job site.
This is not a test of the foundation.
Stand by for load-bearing information.
[808s and breakbeat enter]

[Verse 1]
Briefing: not my first site, this ain't my first plan
Pullin' double shifts since the day the job began
Blueprint in my pocket, hammer in my hand
Two weeks flat, I'll turn this dirt to something grand
Level reads level, plumb line reads true
Every stud at sixteen inches, on the mark, on cue
Calloused hands, steel-toe boots
Grindin' out the honest truth
(Logged. Stamped. Debrief complete.)

[Chorus]
If I built it any better, you couldn't afford it
Sweat on my brow, every nail, yeah, I sorted it
Brick by brick, don't you dare ignore it
If I built it any better, you couldn't afford it
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh (this is a recorded line)
Whoa-oh-oh, you couldn't afford it (affirmative)

[Verse 2]
Next item: fast and cheap, that's a code violation
Pourin' proper footings for a solid foundation
You haggle on the rebar, you skimp on the frost line
When the frost heave hits, this whole site is mine
Load test came back clean, not a crack in the pour
That's not luck, that's tolerance, that's what the math is for
Calloused hands, steel-toe boots
Grindin' out the honest truth
(Copy. Over.)

[Chorus]
If I built it any better, you couldn't afford it
Sweat on my brow, every nail, yeah, I sorted it
Brick by brick, don't you dare ignore it
If I built it any better, you couldn't afford it
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh (this is a recorded line)
Whoa-oh-oh, you couldn't afford it (affirmative)

[Solo]
[Instrumental — turntable breaks and scratches, chopped steel-guitar stabs riding the 808 pocket]

[Bridge]
Oh-six-hundred, the inspector walked the line
Checked the grade and checked the pour, said the numbers align
Stamp in the box, signature in ink
Passed on the first pass, didn't even blink
Whoa-oh-oh (do not adjust your set)
Whoa-oh-oh (this transmission is not a test)
Whoa-oh-oh, you couldn't afford it

[Chorus]
If I built it any better, you couldn't afford it
Sweat on my brow, every nail, yeah, I sorted it
Brick by brick, don't you dare ignore it
If I built it any better, you couldn't afford it
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh (final item)
Whoa-oh-oh, you couldn't afford it (end of briefing)

[Outro]
You couldn't afford it (negative)
Nah, you couldn't afford it (confirmed)
[Spoken] End of briefing. File closed. Over.
[Fade on the breakbeat]