THE AUDIO
Bad man Zulu de audio recording de track bounce through Your Denali or your Are we talking about the same man who used to work the plan and then Hustle it inna de
Wan me now youth, gone off de deep end Zulu with de microphone cut you in half, don't me laugh never think a bad man come, unless he's dressed in black, on his back,
Now to de track Whenever pon de mic and me a deal with de case 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 just a kill dem around, And just maybe, we might
To the where you play more than one Reggae sound right, baby It's so
Who..Still I who Got you you can test knows I'm different from the rest
Mr. Zulu, Perception We with the questions, We mash up de session Come me fi de riddim, you get more, The gal dem a striptease right on de dance
gwan like pure crime 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 that I'm no who put dem ideas in your head?
Bad man Zulu you test me inna morning, you dead a warning, I guess it's just me All de other youth know the truth bout de Panamanian 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 your time? grows where the sun don't shine