Professor Redeye

I took a shack on a dead end street
For  no more than a week or two
It's  preplanned, my gun's in hand
Amphetamines, not glue

I've filtered the ventilation
I've  tripwired all ways in
I've  synthesized a few chemicals
Now I can begin

Meanwhile  back on the nearest street
I've hidden cameras in the trees
If there's a raid, I'll evacuate
But no interruptions, please

It's  an art that's practiced gently
Just the fumes can leave you mute
Distractions could be deadly
In a mask and a flameproof suit

Deadly brew
Deadly brew

On the 24th hour, it's crystal meth
And the rocks have a diamond shine
From a 50 pound batch, I've sold 48
Now the other two are mine

400 grand profit
Working two days of the year
I'm happy in retirement now
And I'm proud of my career

Deadly brew
Deadly brew