THE TACO BELL CONSPIRACY

Verse: I'm flipping these tortillas at 2 AM Got my tinfoil hat beneath my visor brim The sauce packets whisper secrets in my ear "Fire" means something more than just severe They say it's just fast food but I know better Found a hidden code inside my shift scheduler The chalupas hold the answers to it all I'm uncovering the truth behind these walls Pre-Chorus: Late night in the drive-thru I see the patterns coming through The menu's just a front, man Part of their master plan Chorus: THEY'RE WATCHING FROM THE BORDER Every single standing order The beef is just a cover story Wake up sheeple, taste the glory CRUNCHWRAP SUPREMACY Hidden in plain sight you see I'm making tacos, breaking codes The truth is in the Baja loads Verse: Why'd they really fire Jared from the scene? He knew too much about the secret bean machine That Chihuahua wasn't just a marketing ploy It was surveillance, man, a corporate spy toy "Yo quiero Taco Bell" was coded language, bro Transmitting data everywhere we go The Doritos Locos shell is mind control That's why you can't stop once you're on a roll Pre-Chorus: Count the layers in the Mexican Pizza That's a message, I can feel ya Seven layers, seven seals Ancient prophecy revealed Chorus: THEY'RE WATCHING FROM THE BORDER Every single standing order The beef is just a cover story Wake up sheeple, taste the glory CRUNCHWRAP SUPREMACY Hidden in plain sight you see I'm making tacos, breaking codes The truth is in the Baja loads Verse: The bathroom's always occupied at 3 AM That's when the portal opens up again Customers think it's just the aftermath Of eating chalupas on a reckless path But I've done research, studied all the signs They're traveling through interdimensional lines The toilet truth is bigger than you think We're flush with evidence, we're on the brink Pre-Chorus: Every Taco Tuesday ritual Is actually habitual Conditioning the masses Through discounted taco passes Chorus: THEY'RE WATCHING FROM THE BORDER Every single standing order The beef is just a cover story Wake up sheeple, taste the glory CRUNCHWRAP SUPREMACY Hidden in plain sight you see I'm making tacos, breaking codes The truth is in the Baja loads Verse: I've mapped the locations, every single store Arranged in patterns from the ancient lore The Bell shape isn't random, that's a fact It's an antenna for the breakfast compact Why'd they bring back the Mexican Pizza now? To distract us from the questions, wow My manager says "just make the quesadilla" But I'm too close to truth, they're gonna kill ya Verse: I've cracked the secret of the Baja Blast hue That color doesn't exist in nature, true It's turning all our consciousness to mush While we're experiencing the Taco rush They discontinued items that knew too much The Volcano Burrito had the Midas touch But I'm still here, grilling up the truth One chalupa at a time, exposing proof Bridge: They can take my job They can call me crazy But when you're in that drive-thru Getting kinda hazy Just remember what I said here As you eat your Crunch Supreme NOTHING'S WHAT IT SEEMS AT THE TACO BELL REGIME Outro: So next time you're here at half past two And I hand your bag right through Look me in the eyes, you'll see I've glimpsed the true conspiracy The sauce, the shell, the bathroom stall I've connected it, I've seen it all whispers Would you like to make that a combo, señor? The revolution starts... at your local store