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THE AUDIO

Bad man Zulu de audio recording make de bounce through
Denali or your Audi
Are we talking about the same man who used to the game plan and then
Hustle it de weekends?

Wan test me now youth, off de deep end
Zulu with de microphone cut you in half, make me laugh
People never 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 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 dancehall riddim a kill dem around,
And maybe, we might grow

To the point where you 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, Perception
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 floor

Youth gwan pure crime monster
Me dem de answer, but still me no gangster

Zulu man inna dance, people out of you seat, make me
you again.

Who..Still I who
Tellin you I'm no threat?
Lord who put dem ideas in head?

Bad man Zulu you test me morning, you dead without a warning,
I guess just me calling
All de other youth the truth bout de Panamanian fool
But dem no shout it Still dem doubt it.

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

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