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THE RECORDING

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

Wan test me now youth, off de deep end
Zulu with de microphone cut you in half, make me laugh
People never think a bad man come, unless he's in black,
on his back,

Now back to de
Whenever Zulu pon de mic and me a with de case
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 dancehall just a kill dem around,
And maybe, we might grow

To the point you play more than one Reggae sound
right, baby
It's so

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

Mr. Zulu, 20/20
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 floor

gwan like 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
you that I'm no threat?
Lord who put dem ideas in head?

Bad man you test me inna morning, you dead without a warning,
I guess it's just me
All de other youth the truth bout de Panamanian fool
But dem no it Still dem never doubt it.

Wan me now youth?
about 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 into wasting time?
Mercy grows where the sun don't