THE AUDIO
Bad man Zulu de audio recording make de track bounce Your or your Audi Are we talking about the man who used to work the game plan and then Hustle it de weekends?
Wan me now youth, gone off de deep end with de microphone cut you in half, don't make me laugh People never think a bad man come, unless dressed in black, on his back,
Now back to de Whenever Zulu pon de mic and me a deal with de Dem get haunted, fi one
The people dem inna de dance, dem just a mash up de Them gone crazy, cause dem
A fi we dancehall riddim a kill dem around, And just maybe, we might
To the where you play more than one Reggae sound That's right, It's so
Who..Still I who Got you thinking you can knows I'm different from the rest
Mr. Zulu, 20/20 We deal with the questions, We up de session Come me fi de riddim, you get more, The gal dem a right on de dance floor
Youth like pure crime monster Me dem de answer, but still me no gangster
man inna dance, people out of you seat, don't make me you again.
Who..Still I who Tellin you that I'm no Lord who put dem in your head?
Bad man Zulu you test me inna morning, you without a warning, I guess it's just me All de other know the truth bout de Panamanian fool But dem no it Still dem never doubt it.
Wan test me now Forget about it Zulu give de ghosts nightmaresand white Right here de game change, you believe it? just keep listening.
Who..Still I who Talk you into wasting your Mercy grows the sun don't shine