The Audio Recording Lyrics - The Dark 1/2 - Zulu

THE AUDIO RECORDING 

Bad man Zulu de audio recording make de track bounce through 

Your Denali or your Audi 

Are we talking about the same man who used to work the game plan and then 

Hustle it inna de weekends? 

Wan test me now youth, gone off de deep end 

Zulu with de microphone cut you in half, don't make me laugh 

People never think a bad man come, unless he's dressed in black, 

Guitar on his back, 

Now back to de track 

Whenever Zulu pon de mic and me a deal with de case 

Dem get haunted, fi one show 

The people dem inna de dance, dem just a mash up de place 

Them gone crazy, cause dem know 

A fi we dancehall riddim just a kill dem around, 

And just maybe, we might grow 

To the point where you play more than one Reggae sound 

That's right, baby 

It's like so 

CHORUS 

Who..Still I wonder who 

Got you thinking you can test 

Lord knows I'm different from the rest 

Mr. Zulu, 20/20 Perception 

We deal with the questions, We mash up de session 

Come check me fi de riddim, you get more, 

The gal dem a striptease right on de dance floor 

Youth gwan like pure crime monster 

Me give dem de answer, but still me no gangster 

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

Tell you again. 

CHORUS 

Who..Still I wonder who 

Tellin you that I'm no threat? 

Lord who put dem ideas in your head? 

Bad man Zulu you test me inna morning, you dead without a warning, 

I guess it's just me calling 

All de other youth know the truth bout de Panamanian fool 

But dem no shout it Still dem never doubt it. 

Wan test me now youth? 

Forget about it Zulu give de ghosts nightmaresand white hairs 

Right here de game change, you don't believe it? 

Well just keep listening. 

CHORUS 

Who..Still I wonder who 

Talk you into wasting your time? 

Mercy grows where the sun don't shine