THE AUDIO
Bad man de audio recording make de track bounce through Your Denali or Audi Are we about the same man who used to work the game plan and then it inna de weekends?
Wan test me now youth, off de deep end Zulu with de microphone cut you in half, make me laugh People never think a bad man come, he's 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 up de place Them gone crazy, dem know
A fi we riddim just a kill dem around, And just maybe, we grow
To the where you play more than one Reggae sound That's right, like so
Who..Still I who Got you you can test Lord knows I'm from the rest
Mr. Zulu, 20/20 We deal with the questions, We up de session check me fi de riddim, you get more, The gal dem a striptease right on de dance
Youth gwan like pure monster Me give dem de answer, but still me no
man inna dance, people out of you seat, don't make me you again.
Who..Still I who Tellin you I'm no threat? Lord who put dem ideas in your
Bad man Zulu you test me inna morning, you dead a warning, I guess just me calling All de other youth know the truth de Panamanian fool But dem no it Still dem never doubt it.
Wan test me now Forget about it Zulu de ghosts nightmaresand white hairs Right here de game change, you don't it? Well just listening.
Who..Still I who Talk you into wasting time? Mercy grows where the sun shine