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[Intro]

I'm just wondering what the heck is in our water supply

What the heck is in our oxygen supply

that creates a rainbow effect in the sprinklers?

What is oozing out of our ground

that allows this type of effect to happen?

It's not just around our sun and our moon any more

Everywhere we look, the visible spectrum, is rainbows

This can not be natural

We as a nation have got to ask ourselves

what the hell is going on?

What is oozing out of our ground?

The day that I enlisted

was the result of a prior visit with Jesus Christ felt like I was lifted

Then I got injured and the hospital was like a prison

Fell out of touch with my faith I was nihilistic

They call me Cyclops, cause I was blind in one eye

I'm out the army now I'm tryin to decide

how to properly fit in with civilians I'm used to killin

Got me feelin all confused who the hero and who the villain

Hopped in my red Camaro, shot down the street like lead in a barrel

Decked out in my veteran apparel

I drove aimlessly for miles until I saw this

country that'd want me to kill; I took a bullet for this muh'fucker

Thousand miles later finally made a stop

Small town restaurant, God damn the waitress hot

Ordered tater tots, got her number, later that night

We was at the bar, takin shots 'til we fell in love

I said let's go Las Vegas and do this

Knew this wasn't made for my soul

Drove all night and was awakened to cold

She wanna play the slots, nicknamed her Tater Tot

cause of how we met, cool I need a shower, bet

Found a motel on the strip, I'm checkin in

when out the blue some Mexicans came in the lobby like they 'bout to shoot

some Asians that was runnin down the hall with they guns brazen

Now e'rybody pullin out they shit like it's an invasion!

The Mexicans let them Asians have it; Asians had to fire back

'til they was outta bullets and the blood splattered everywhere

Deal gone bad or somebody robbin

Either way somebody's rotten all I hear is bodies droppin

I jump behind the front desk in the nick of time

The crook is on the floor, his blood made me slip and slide

But I'm the last man standin

A reflex made me grab a cannon out a dyin man's hand

Then I noticed that a car was runnin

Sack of guns on the floor plus unmarked bills by the hundreds

Driver comin at me gunnin

Sirens blarin in the distance cause the caps are comin

I spun around and I hit the deck

Heard the bullets whiz by my ear I let off, hit him in the chest

Quicker than the bullets left the chamber

I grabbed the sack off the floor hit the door with the bangers

Lookin for my lady at the casino, she was in the zone

I said "We gotta go" she like "Why?" and I'm like "C'MON!"

No need to gamble baby, here the lick

Put the chips down we gotta go right now, this little shit

Now we speedin down the I-15

First time I noticed that her eyes were green

gave her a gun and a magazine

I made her count the loot

But when she saw the score she pointed the gun at me

Now she about to shoot {blam, blam blam}

Talib Kweli - Tater Tot – текст


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