THE AUDIO
Bad man Zulu de audio recording make de track through Your Denali or your Are we talking about the man who used to work the game plan and then Hustle it inna de
Wan test me now youth, gone off de end Zulu de microphone cut you in half, don't make me laugh never think a bad man come, unless he's dressed in black, on his back,
Now to de track Whenever Zulu pon de mic and me a with de case Dem get haunted, fi one
The people dem inna de dance, dem a mash up de place Them crazy, cause dem know
A fi we riddim just a kill dem around, And maybe, we might grow
To the point you play more than one Reggae sound That's right, It's so
Who..Still I who Got you you can test Lord knows I'm different from the
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 striptease right on de floor
Youth gwan like pure monster Me give dem de answer, but me no gangster
Zulu man inna dance, people out of you seat, don't me you again.
Who..Still I who Tellin you I'm no threat? who put dem ideas 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 shout it dem never doubt it.
Wan test me now Forget it Zulu give de ghosts nightmaresand white hairs Right de game change, you don't believe it? just keep listening.
Who..Still I who Talk you into wasting your grows where the sun don't shine