[Intro: JL & Info Gates]
Yo Jay
Yo
You start that centrifuge up?
Yeah I got it
Alright man, we gotta get this batch done. We got like three hours man we gotta get on this fucking flight
Word. It's almost ready
No doubt
Yeah man. These purity levels are higher than they ever been. I don't know if they ready for this
Shit, we about to find out one way or another

[Verse 1: JL & Info Gates]
Hazmat
Acid proof
Slick talk
Sit in a smokin' Death Star
Open up the Ziplock
Picture me rolling with all my Livingstons stuck in the trunk of my Fleetwood
Fucking with B. Hood, Gates and Jay
Like Freeman and Eastwood

Unforgiving the wickedest combination
Something you gotta see headliner news topic of conversation
Gotta acknowledge the elephant up in the room abomination
Introduced properly Breaking Bad News [?] sick of shit
Break another blue ice nice with it
Die twice get toe tagged with a note pad
We throw jabs and go brag
Keep labs open like Flomax
No throwbacks
This brand new
No commercial breaks
No rehearsal we live y'all
Indirect with a pyrex
It's blowing smoke in your eyeballs

Hide y'all faces when we do rap
Gates and I in that new black
Naked eye can see through that
We artificial shit you spat
Then like fire pyru gats
Hit like Ryu how you catch
Spit that fire we doing as dark as N9na when new jack

[Verse 2: JL & Info Gates]