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Bad man Zulu de audio recording make de track bounce Denali or your Audi 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 back to de Whenever Zulu pon de mic and me a deal de case Dem get haunted, fi one
The dem inna de dance, dem just a mash up de place Them crazy, cause dem know
A fi we dancehall riddim a kill dem around, And maybe, we might grow
To the point where you play 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 right on de dance
Youth gwan like 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 you that I'm no threat? Lord who put dem in your head?
Bad man Zulu you test me inna morning, you dead a warning, I guess it's me calling All de youth know the truth bout de Panamanian fool But dem no shout it dem never doubt it.
Wan test me now Forget about it Zulu give de ghosts nightmaresand hairs Right here de game change, you believe it? Well just listening.
Who..Still I who Talk you into wasting time? Mercy where the sun don't shine