Samurai (Zero Tool) - Plastic throne (Cyberpunk 2077)

You’re tuned to Radio 88.3 — broadcasting straight from the cracks beneath the megatowers. If you’re hearing this, congratulations: your feed isn’t fully owned by the corpos. Tonight’s track is a special gift to every overpaid exec perched on top of a workforce they’ve never respected. A love letter written in gasoline and distortion. A reminder that crowns made of plastic melt fast under real heat. “Plastic Throne” tears into the frauds who call themselves royalty — the ladder-climbers, puppet-masters, neon-tyrants who build empires out of broken backs and borrowed pride. They think they’re chrome. They think they’re untouchable. Samurai is here to remind them: everything synthetic burns. So crank it. And let this anthem shake the bolts loose from their towers. [Verse 1] You climbed your ladder made of borrowed bones, Wearing pride like a stolen coat. Nothing earned, just traded favors, Bought your crown with poisoned papers. You walk the halls like you own the night, But you're just a shadow in neon light. Plastic smile, synthetic tone— All hail the queen on her plastic throne. [Pre-Chorus)] Every order you bark is hollow, Every victory fake and shallow. You build your power on people you break— But some of us rise from the ash you make. [Chorus] Plastic throne—watch it melt in flame! Corporate royalty—just a rigged-up game! You crush the workers and claim their sweat, But we’re the storm your tower won’t forget! Plastic throne—yeah, we see the lie. You live in gold, but you're dead inside. You think you're steel, but you're barely chrome— So choke on the crown of your plastic throne! [Verse 2] You call it power, I call it fraud— Bow to no one but your neon god. You fake compassion like a script you read, Use loyal hearts as the fuel you bleed. Your empire’s stacked on stolen days, On broken backs and unpaid graves. You parade around like you’re made of stone— But we all know you’re a plastic throne. [Pre-Chorus] And every worker you ever betrayed Remembers the price that they silently paid. You built your tower from marrow and lies— So hear us scream as your kingdom dies. [Chorus] Plastic throne—watch it melt in flame! Corporate royalty—just a rigged-up game! You crush the workers and claim their sweat, But we’re the storm your tower won’t forget! Plastic throne—yeah, we see the lie. You live in gold, but you're dead inside. You think you're steel, but you're barely chrome— So choke on the crown of your plastic throne! [Bridge] You wore your power like a mask— Ugly truth behind the glass. We built your empire brick by brick— You built your ego nice and thick. But when the workers start to rise… Your kingdom falls. Your fear replies. [Final Chorus] Plastic throne—your time has come, The streets are rising, hear the drum. You took our lives and called it fate— But now we’re the fire at your gate. Plastic throne—watch it melt in flame! Your neon kingdom knows our name! You fed on lives, now choke on your own— We tear you down from your plastic throne!