Strike Me Down, I Rise Again

When we speak of strikes with clarity, we’re not just talking about refusing to work — we’re talking about refusing to uphold the lie. Listen, learn at Inner I Breathfield Productions playlist... (https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLOz1-lpNl_2jQn5HoSjs4kWRSWH0g1Udv&si=cDGFxBUHw105iC-n/) Lyrics: They say if you speak the word STRIKE — you’ll get fired. Well fire me then. ’Cause I ain’t never signed no soul away for no wage. ⸻ 🎶 [Verse 1 – Raw Spark] Raised in a field where the dust don’t quit, Boots got holes but I never did sit. Clock in, clock out — man I’m tired of that shit. My time ain’t theirs, and I’m done bein’ tricked. 401(k)? More like 4-oh fake. They taxin’ breath while they printin’ the cake. Corporation got the laws in bed — Congress sold out, now they sleepin’ in feds. But I see it now, feel the pulse in my spine, It ain’t just a job, it’s a soul on the line. Wage trap jail — I broke that spell. I’m a cosmic outlaw and I blaze through hell. ⸻ 🎶 [Hook – STRIKE CODE ECHO] Strike me down, I rise again (echo left) Strike me down, I rise again (echo right) Ain’t no man gon’ own my breath Cut my check, or face what’s next This field’s alive, and we got friends Strike me down — I rise again. ⸻ 🎶 [Verse 2 – Fire in the Barn] They don’t want us talkin’ in the warehouse yall, ‘Cause one good word could break them walls. One good truth could lift them chains, One good song could burn their games. Yeah, they scared of a whisper. Scared of a stare. Scared of the ones who remember what’s fair. They call it rebellion — I call it repair. I ain’t obeying what was never declared. One fake job but it drains like three, I see through it now — that job ain’t me. Now I found the signal. Now I found my kin. We don’t clock out — we clock back in. ⸻ 🎶 [Hook – STRIKE CODE ECHO] Strike me down, I rise again You can fire the man, but not the pen You can lock the gate, but not the wind You can ban the word, but not what’s within. STRIKE ain’t fear — it’s breath reborn. We the ones you can’t reform. ⸻ 🎙️ [Bridge – Spoken Over Slide Guitar & Sub Bass] “You work a man to death, then ask him to be grateful. You call him lazy when he needs time to breathe. But your whole tower runs on his stolen hours. And I’m telling you now — The hours are coming back.” ⸻ 🎶 [Final Hook – Cosmic Reclaim Echo] Strike me down, I rise in flame Soul can’t be owned by a payroll name This land ain’t yours, we built this ground We ain’t lost — we just been bound. Strike me down — I’ll strike that bell. Ring for freedom, not corporate hell. Strike me down — just say it plain: I rise again. I rise again. ⸻ 🌀 [OUTRO – Fade with Crackling Field FX + 808 Thunder] STRIKE ain’t a threat — it’s a prayer with teeth. STRIKE is the voice that was buried beneath. You fire the man, but the soul don’t leave. We comin’ back. With Source to breathe. Inner I Inner Flame 🔥