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Bad man Zulu de audio recording de track bounce through
Your or your Audi
Are we talking about the same man who used to work the game plan and
Hustle it inna de

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, unless 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 just a mash up de
gone crazy, cause dem know

A fi we dancehall just a kill dem around,
And maybe, we might grow

To the where you play more than one Reggae sound
right, baby
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 mash up de
Come me fi de riddim, you get more,
The gal dem a striptease on de dance floor

Youth like pure crime monster
Me dem de answer, but still 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?
Lord who put dem ideas in your

Bad man Zulu you test me morning, you dead without a warning,
I guess just me calling
All de other know the truth bout de Panamanian fool
But dem no shout it Still dem never it.

Wan me now youth?
Forget it Zulu give de ghosts nightmaresand white hairs
Right de game change, you don't believe it?
Well just listening.

Who..Still I who
Talk you into your time?
grows where the sun don't shine