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

Wan me now youth, gone off de deep end
Zulu with de cut you in half, don't 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 de case
Dem get haunted, fi one

The people dem de dance, dem just a mash up de place
gone crazy, cause dem know

A fi we dancehall riddim just a 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
Lord I'm different from the rest

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 right on de dance floor

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

Zulu man inna dance, out of you seat, don't make me
you again.

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

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

Wan test me now
about 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 wasting time?
Mercy grows where the sun shine