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THE AUDIO

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

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

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

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

To the point where you play more than one sound
That's right,
like so

Who..Still I who
Got you thinking you can
Lord I'm different from the rest

Mr. Zulu, Perception
We deal with the questions, We mash up de
check me fi de riddim, you get more,
The gal dem a striptease right on de floor

Youth gwan like pure monster
Me give dem de answer, but still me no

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

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

Bad man Zulu you test me morning, you dead without 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 me now youth?
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?
Mercy where the sun don't shine