[Hook] Tribal ties, blood oath lies, Backroom deals where the dead men rise, Bundy in the files, Dulles on the line, CIA shields when the snakes combine. Tribal ties, blood oath lies, Goals ain't voted, they scripted the climb, National dreams fed straight through a spine, Wake up, little sheep — you were bought, not signed. [Verse 1] Covington wires, tapped at the roots, Law firm ties to the blackest suits, William Bundy slid through the booth, CIA badge and a dirty tooth, Atomic clearances, communist flair, McCarthy aimed shots, they ain't fight fair, Allen Dulles in the smokey air, Pulled Bundy's leash like a comfy chair. Queen Mary sailin', subpoenas failin', Bush boys laughin', Nixon trailin', False crowns given to the loyal derailed, While Bundy stayed hidden, occult unveiled. [Verse 2] McCarthy bled — they branded him mad, Truth in his gut, but the media's bad, Bundy and Hiss — a communist pad, Order of Bones with a ceremonial flag. Goals Commission hidden in plain sight, Forge the mind of a slave by night, "The citizen's duty," they wrote it right, Change the soul till you kill the fight. Hegelian trap — left, right, fold, Forge the chaos to crown their gold, Shape a nation in a silent mold, While the fire of freedom turns freezing cold. [Verse 3] Allen Dulles — ghost in the wall, William Bundy — one of his pawns, CIA gardens where serpents crawl, Plantin' your leaders, scriptin' your fall. Bush took shots like a petty brat, Still the Skull mark inked on his cap, Bundy network — snipe and snap, "Goals for the nation" — read the trap. One world tongue, one world king, One world anthem, one world ring, Vote if you want, you ain't choosing a thing, The script been written since Babylon’s spring. [Outro - Spoken Word, Gritty Whisper] "You still think it's left vs right? They wrote both sides before your daddy could even crawl. This ain't a country no more, it's a cattle pen." "Wake the fuck up."
