[Intro, spoken, cold, then a breath] Yeah. New bloodline. Same table. Same knives. [Verse 1] Reynolds not thirteen, but they sit like they are, Alliances stitched into ledgers older than cars. Duke name ring heavy, Cullman inked in the margin, Research Triangle money laundering futures through jargon. Temporary committees clocked it back in thirty seven, Top wealth, same circle, same heavenless heaven. They don’t need crowns, they inherit position, Quiet as mortuaries, loud in acquisition. Astoria whispers, Bend keeps it civic, Mayor by daylight, embalmer by business. Mortician gloves still warm from the altar, Power don’t flinch when the bodies get smaller. Mary D. Reynolds tried cutting the chain, Mother of Darkness level, never heard from again. [Hook, shouted, aggressive] Same table, same blood, different plates Same prayers whispered in different states If the name stay clean, it’s because it’s masked Reynolds move slow, but the shadow move fast Same table, same blood, don’t blink They don’t rush power, they let it sink If the door stay closed, that’s part of the test You don’t knock your way into a seat like this [Verse 2] Occult paperbacks tucked in Christian shelves, Buddhism packaged for Americans by stealth. Frank E. Reynolds preaching peace with a grin, While Episcopals keep the sacrifice in. Magic posters, witchcraft catalogs, Psychotherapy sold as a mirror for gods. Cosmobiology, runes, New Wave soul, Every path leads inward where the handlers patrol. They don’t need one doctrine, they need confusion, Faith fragmented clean makes a better intrusion. [Verse 3] Money overview, just the surface scan, Banking, tobacco, aluminum hands. Cremation booming, ash solves evidence, Middle South money got a permanent residence. Virginia veins, Carolina spine, Three families braided, one financial mind. Richard S. Reynolds chairing the board, Robertshaw locks every thermostat cord. Cadence printing comics, Thor swinging spells, Occult dressed colorful, retailing hell. Reynolds Wrap in every kitchen drawer, Illuminati don’t need symbols when they own the store. [Hook, yelled harder] Same table, same blood, different plates Same prayers whispered in different states If the name stay clean, it’s because it’s masked Reynolds move slow, but the shadow move fast Same table, same blood, don’t blink They don’t rush power, they let it sink If the door stay closed, that’s part of the test You don’t knock your way into a seat like this [Verse 4] RJ Reynolds smoke curling into trade routes, Opium hid clean in tobacco disputes. British flags waved while China got bled, Same front company, different color of red. Li Xiannian counting god money stacks, Opium paid debts while the West looked back. Onassis learned early, Dukes locked the lane, American Tobacco swallowing eighty eight names. Supreme Court broke it, Dukes rearranged, Monopoly gone, power unchanged. Biddle blood mixing Rothschild lines, Drexels, Harrimans, Goulds intertwined. Morgan banks move for families unseen, Lundberg wrote sixty, I’m naming the scheme. [Outro, spoken, breathless, low] COSMOS Club. Pilgrim Society. CFR. Thirty three degrees don’t come with apologies. This ain’t entry level. This is inherited access. Page two seventy. We just sat down.
