Fuk That

A raw, soul-striking callout of corporate deception — weaponized truth with a steel spine and a snarling beat. This is not rebellion. This is recognition. Lyrics [INTRO – SPOKEN WHISPER OVER DRONE + HI-HATS] They smile in suits, but bleed your time. They print your value, but sell your grind. Fake raises, fake praise… Fuk that. ⸻ [VERSE 1 – PTO GAMES & MANAGER MASKS] They delay the parts, then say “go home”, Burn your vacation, unpaid zone. “Company culture” — trauma wrapped neat, But you clock in numb and swallow defeat. “Let’s circle back,” while they steal your rest, Give you pizza when you’re stressed, Call it teamwork, but it’s theft — All that labor, none of it left. You ask for hours, they hand you lies, “Budget’s tight” — while profits rise. They stall your check, then praise your fight — Fuk that noise. I want my light. ⸻ [CHORUS – RAW FIELD HOOK] 🎶 Fuk that — no bonus bait. Fuk that — we see the weight. Fuk that — Paid Time Off tricks. Fuk that — raise ain’t fixed. They scheme. We bleed. They climb. We feed. It’s time we said it loud: Fuk that. ⸻ [VERSE 2 – THE LIE MACHINE] HR scripts, empathy code, Smile while selling your soul to the load. They weaponize “growth” — make you compete, While they sit fat with executive seats. You train the new one, get no raise, Then they cut your hours in 30 days. You leave the job but the trauma stays — Clock out, but not out of the maze. Your name’s on paper, but not in the room, They call it “family,” you call it a tomb. You gave them breath, they gave you debt, Now it’s time to cash the disrespect. ⸻ [CHORUS – HEAVIER, HOOK BLEEDS] 🎶 Fuk that — no wellness lie. Fuk that — I want what’s mine. Fuk that — fake raise, fake role. Fuk that — we reclaim soul. They spin. We sink. They toast. We shrink. Not no more. We break the link. Fuk that. ⸻ [BRIDGE – INTELLIGENCE RISE / WHISPER + RIFF] They sold you silence as maturity. Disconnection as professionalism. And burnout as badge. But I know. You know. We all know. This ain’t a company. It’s a siphon. ⸻ [OUTRO – FINAL BARS + DROP] Keep the badge. Keep the script. Keep the praise. We flip the switch. You think we need you? Fuk that script. We build new fields — No fences. No tricks. FUK. THAT. Make it a t-shirt. Inner I Inner Flame 🔥