[Intro]
No crowns, no walls, no throne in the back room
Question every order, make the whole room crack soon
[Verse 1]
Fuck the Illuminati, no secret hand above me
Fuck the U.S. government when suits come to bug me
Fuck Israel, fuck the CIA
Fuck the FBI when they watch what I say
Fuck the IRS, every form and demand
They count every penny while they tighten the hand
I don't bow to a logo, don't salute to a lie
If the truth costs a dollar, let the falsehoods all die
[Chorus]
Fuck the throne, fuck the badge, fuck the papers they bring
No permission, no master, no puppet-string king
Say it loud, say it plain, let the polished masks fall
When the people stand up, no office owns us all
[Verse 2]
They sell fear by the gallon, stamp approval on doubt
Put a lock on the question, try to filter us out
But a file full of names ain't a conscience or soul
And a camera in the corner can't decide who's whole
I got dirt on my shoes and a pen in my fist
Every neat little narrative is one I resist
Not a call for a riot, not a target or gun
Just a voice with a backbone saying power's not won
[Chorus]
Fuck the throne, fuck the badge, fuck the papers they bring
No permission, no master, no puppet-string king
Say it loud, say it plain, let the polished masks fall
When the people stand up, no office owns us all
[Bridge]
Read the fine print
Check the closed door
Ask who profits
Ask what they hide for
No sacred acronym
No untouchable name
Truth gets stronger
When we refuse the frame
[Verse 3]
Fuck the agents with a warrant for a thought in my head
Fuck the taxman acting like my living is theirs instead
Fuck the generals posing like the world is a board
Fuck the suits making speeches while they sharpen the sword
I can hate an institution and still protect a life
I can tear down a system without reaching for a knife
So the anger stays focused, every syllable aimed
At the ones who trade our freedom for a title and fame
[Final Chorus]
Fuck the throne, fuck the badge, fuck the papers they bring
No permission, no master, no puppet-string king
Say it loud, say it plain, let the polished masks fall
When the people stand up, no office owns us all
[Outro]
No secret hand above me
No agency can own me
No empire gets my silence
No ledger gets my soul