ZULU - Riddim Killah

by MC ZULU

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    Riddim Killah is really my FIRST album.
    Sure there are three other releases floating around out there, but this is the one where I feel that I finally got it right.
    Whereas I used to sell albums on the streets so long ago, I figured I would not try that with this one. It is a strange thing realizing you have outgrown an enterprise. You must actually hate what you once were, in order to progress.
    I have to thank Sharlene Oshiro for doing the distribution; also Manatee Records, Bryan (Dose) O.D. , Dave Leonard and DJ Shakin Melodiz for hooking things up throughout the world.
    Sharlene recommended the album for a 2006 Hawaii Music Award, and it won! So you know..... she is definitely a Boss.

     name your price

     

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released February 8, 2005

Production Credits:
Bionik From Beat Science, Demo XXL, Delon Reid, MC ZULU

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MC ZULU Chicago, Illinois

MC ZULU does not make reggae in the traditional sense. His unique blend of electro bass grooves and Caribbean style dancehall vocals creates a new form of dancehall reggae from the outer reaches of space. -URB Magazine-

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Track Name: Roll With Us
CHORUS
MuthaF**as inna street - Roll With Us
All The Bi**es inna jeep - Ride With Us
If you looking fi de heat - Fk with us

Digitals Crew well dangerous
Cock back pull de trigger and bust with us

Life don't matter, situation hotter when de time get ahead of you,
Bet you never know the code word used fi the digital screw
was the nerd inna de burbs

The words never mean one thing
Want see how the bad man negative?
What you got to give? Should I let you live?

Lord a mercy me no talk certain things upon de version
Simple immigrant just a work and a hold down corner
People never think me murder informer

And so we wan live a life under anonymity
Babylon not no friend a me
Look upon de man you pretend to be

CHORUS

No one badder than de baldhead singer with de dreadlocks attitude
Zulu counterfiet de passport, jump inna your industry
with pure diabolical propaganda, but it wasn't nothing last year

You never hear about the lyrical strychnine
Maybe next time microphone Tech 9
Murder all sound inna range, shoulda never test
Never mix up inna boss man business

CHORUS

Call fi your friend dem. make dem bring de police come save you
9-11 rush to de rescue, Mac 11 cut through the vest too

Call fi de preacher man bless you, guess who cool out with de
gal dem poolside

Lawyers improvise airtight alibi
When homicide come with dem big bag of accusation, pure speculation

The bad man Zulu send flowers to you momma and check make sure
seh you wifey back home well secure

Believe me if I tell you this much there's more, yes boss
What you think, Zulu man him a go take dirty double cross?

Nuff man when them a buck up a incident
Pull weapon just fi settle de argument
Up and down de lane me no chase dem, me came and replace dem cool
and make it look like an accident

CHORUS
Track Name: Another Shot
ANOTHER SHOT

2 inna de morning deh a VIP dem have a line still stand inna street
Zulu man a come with no damn ID, and get the gal dem weak inna knees

I take it de woman you come here so with,
is out of your league and she seems to know it
De look upon you face betrays your cowardice
Now she a my mistress

4 inna de morning deh a restaurant, all a de woman dem a stand inna front
Zulu man a come with the entourage, dem give we people dem whatever we want
De woman who left you now deh upon me side,
A next one a come and she well want de ride
Dem know seh we give dem de lovin supply
Dem get well satisfied

CHORUS
We get de gal dem wet
Minute man no get another shot inna de bed, gal fi run red
When it come to de sex
Cock up fi you bumpa, gal a murder you fi get, that you expect
You see de gal dem wind
Woman say she fit and she a look a good time, seek you shall find
We blow de gal dem mind
Gal dem just a come inna de place a good sign, well dressed, divine

6 inna de morning two gal inna bed, inna de hotel room
It's way too soon to tell which one of dem seh me like de most
Bad man Zulu choose dem both

I'm in a position to make dem demands, me well qualified fi de matters at hand
sins of de flesh a me wickedest vice, jook dem but treat dem nice, why?

Some bwoy a gwan like dem hate woman, me just a wonder whe dem youth deh upon
Dem come inna de place with a couple a grand, and pay de gal fi de one night stand
What dem a do inna de club, a confuse fi love, and certain gal dem a play de field
But when de Zulu man a come, well you heard the song,
The gal a flex with de sex appeal

CHORUS
Track Name: Walk The Dawg
Walk The Dawg


CHORUS / WALK THE DAWG
If the gal under stress and a look for man to work the property

And she don’t want a man who go on like him prettier than she

Woman looking for the chance with the man who gonna give the agony

Gal pretty inna face but a tear man back up between sheets



Like a dog wit the bell, Zulu is the one track minded young man who holds girls divine

Women can tell, Take one look in the bad man face, how me catch them eye

When them get stressed, man like Zulu fi rescue gal dem, make dem multiply

I mon digress, Image of the next fat gal inna my bed just crossed me mind



CHORUS / WALK THE DAWG
If the gal under stress and a look for man to work the property

And she don’t want a man who go on like him prettier than she

Real bad mon satisfy the gal fantasy

Woman lady inna streets, inna bed some gal dem turn freak.



When men call themselves metro-sexual them get so

They don’t get gal dem wet, no

It’s them going to be that next joke

Some gals they want their neck choked

Pure backboard ‘pon their bed broke

When gal request that bed work

Gal push I man upon dem network



CHORUS / WALK THE DAWG
If the gal under stress and a look for man to work the property

And she’s not looking a man who can’t work him “shotta” properly



Bad mon give the work with the sweetest friction, gal dem get riddle with addiction,

Picture your girlfriend calling with the questions,

Want to know the information about the mission.

Right now, change positions, you turn around backway,

You never realize we could’ve worked things that way

Plenty slack way

No respect for the time of the day, Me say pure lost track way.



Friends a chat, say them a go call police, you’ve gone missing under circumstances

But true dem want dem chances, same time talk, and dem a fling sexual advances

Political men pretend, say them no interest, hypocrite, it’s yourself you betray.

But give the bad mon replay, take both gals inna the bed and just a bust them 3way



CHORUS / WALK THE DAWG
If a gal under stress and a look for man to work the property

And she don’t want a man who go on like him prettier than she

Woman looking for the chance with the man who gonna give the agony

Gal pretty inna face but a tear man back up between sheets



Bad mon don’t play, People think Zulu a chat fantasy, well you guess again

How girlfriends stay? Know say me a work them all the same time, and the best of friends

Politics & Religion tell you how to live your life and give you all pure emptiness

I-Mon made decision, Tell me where to get that cash and gal dem, and forget the rest



CHORUS / WALK THE DAWG
If the gal under stress and a look for man to work the property

And she don’t want a man who go on like him prettier than she

Bad mon love satisfy the gal fantasy

All of the bored housewife them a call my phone for remedy



When men call themselves metro-sexual them get so

They don’t get gal dem wet, no

It’s them going to be that next joke

Some gals they want their neck choked

Pure backboard ‘pon their bed broke

When gal request that bed work

Gal push I man upon dem network
Track Name: Cop That
COP THAT

What de rass claat? See you inna de Benz we haffe get that
Put the car inna wind don't wan fe get jacked
Reconsider it when you hear the gun shots

Yea me serious, man a money me want me get delerious
Fe de extravagant lifestyle me curious
Put your car inna park, you not hearin us?

Glock 9 inna coat, another man on the roof with a scope
it looks good inna de video
Pretty gal inna car, even though it's not mine, I'm a star
because she hear me on the radio

Have a gun in me waist, get me mad, and me shoot up the place
with the blanks, I'm just foolin' you,
but tell the youth I'm the bomb diggidy, don't bother me,
I'm only a gangster in the studio.

CHORUS
Cop That, Don't Say No, Cop That
(You know you want it)

Some youth try act funny, Rap money no crack money,
work money no nerd money, we sufferin' from the...

misconception that running from de police is an occupational plus
There aint no schoolin' us

This time we get wise on the hustle
Stereotype, we all about trouble,
.45 with a scope on the muzzle
takes a back seat to the Don's hired muscle.

What dem know about keeping dem hands clean
when bad things are happening to your enemies?

The bad things me a do will fully never see the light of a verse.
Me come ten times worse.

CHORUS

Flirt with desperation to fill we mouth,
Rudeboy we no fear that's what we all about,

Na left fi de hard knocks reality
Get de dollars we want that by any means

Get the scope and clap the lock quickly,
Don't put your life on the line we wan stay jiggy,

Get your hands up, Don't make a move from me,
Bad man we no care we want the blood money

CHORUS
Track Name: Truthfully
TRUTHFULLY

Me tell you truthfully, me not no gangster, man
The FBI calls me nerd in the burbs with the street connection
But don't think seh me no keep protection
Me say de word and the deed occurs, just how me give direction
Now really, answer this important question..
The men who talk never do… and the ones who do…they never
talk… and the one who speaks in riddles, man…that ain't no
middle man
Him have de master plan, in other words the Don,
You think me crazy when me tell you seh me don't discriminate
Now what the youth deh upon?

To make a million, that aint no thing, but the question is…
How can you keep it clean? You see?
Dem want you rot inna jail about 200 years
Two uncles shot down in cold blood, I can feel the tears,
Me know the way to the top don't have no thug appeal,
This hustlin' not going stop till I'm Elysian Fields.

CHORUS
We taking over the game, If you don't know you better ask somebody
(So get ya mind right)

You talk that killa shit, me tell you truthfully, killing is bad for business
It's better that you be done in a car accident, that way my hands are clean
I'm at your funeral with a thousand dollar wreath

But there's no profit in beef… an otherwise running smooth operation
Caught up inna de controversy, and dealing with these police will make you
Long for the days of eternal money, and everlasting peace

Not sure if you realize just who you're dealing with, you run that B S with us
We get it over quick
We've come too far now to quit, so either we'll handle it like gentlemen,
Or we'll get into some gangster shit.

CHORUS

Me tell you truthfully, I don't like talking you see. Me na go tell you one word
Without my legal team. With every stroke of the pen I have to think about
The statute of limitations when it's running out.
But you go ahead tricking off all that game on dem tracks, What it be essentially
Is like you snitching on wax
This is for my dogs in the pen. Yea we doin' it for them, I got some guys in the FED
They wouldn't appreciate that.
Track Name: Striptease (f. Luchie)
Slick inna silk and have a way with the ladies

Put up on the hustle me say back in the 80s

Josie want another way to feed them babies

Bet you turn her out, no ifs, no buts, nor maybes




Heartbreak women in a whole heap of places

Been around the world and seen a share of the faces

X amount of money for the gals’ good graces

Loving on a contract basis







CHORUS
Well you’ve got it made, now you’re in a situation to get paid

Learning all the tricks of the trade

They tell you “Nice and slow, Take it nice and slow, Give us a striptease, baby”

Just listen star, if you stay ahead of the game you’ll go far

People dem don’t know who you are

They tell you “Nice and slow, Take it nice and slow, Give us a striptease, baby”







Yea old woman money good & plenty

50 years old and looking for man in his 20’s

1000 dollars for the night? Don’t tempt me

True me gigolo the bedroom never empty




Now my clientele them ever come, me no humble

2 and 3 women at a time want to tumble

When me get the money, keep the cash in a bundle

Zulu man me king of the jungle




CHORUS



Now when the dollar change hands it’s no time to get nervous

People dem agree to the terms for one purpose

Josie with the pussycat say she want to service

Yes she want serve us




Put your money on the table and see the gal wind up

Woman on the stage and the man they just line up

True me hypocrite if me give the good time up

How me get signed up?




Heartbreak women in a whole heap of places

Been around the world and seen a share of the faces

X amount of money for the gals’ good graces

Loving on a contract basis




Times Dangerous now when the men a request you

Have to get another one come to your rescue

Never knew the situation dem would test you

Still me hold nothing against you




CHORUS



Luchie Remix section:




Come over here and talk to me, mami

I like the way you rock your nails and your hair, mami

Now rush the dance floor, this is your song, mami

I wanna see you pop that thang in your pants, mami

Keep licking your lips and moving your hips, mami

Benjamins in the air, now here’s your tip, mami

Zulu and Luchie with the club scene theme, mami

Take it off, take it off, I see you feel me, mami

This song is sexy, and you can’t deny it, mami

So where’s that thong that you’re wearing tonight, mami

I got you dripping sweat, I see you’re hot, mami

Cool let’s do the damn thing, no time to stop, mami

And when we’re finished, got the tab at the bar, mami

Now let’s sip the bubbly of the stars, mami

I got your G-Spot locked behind bars, mami

Now where’s my striptease? Take it off, mami

Lovely


CHORUS
Track Name: Here Comes The Bass
The number one sound in the middle of de country where dem all tour
It's the ragamuffin bad man Zulu inna dancehall,
Let me see you shake your body once more

Baby would you break it down upon you knees
Never see no gal dem work it like these

Gal you dangerous, wan fi stay with us, ride de train with us, entertaining us
Run away with us? Baby that's more than we bargained for but for de time being,
Work de dance floor

Show de next gal walking through the door what you have in store

It's like you're my dancehall queen, run de place with that thing
Show de gal dem who's boss, any gal who come across
Mek dem know dem can't pass, break it down now

CHORUS
Wind and go down, Straight to de ground
Turn it back again, Now pick up de pace
Here comes the bass

The youth na pretend when me see de woman dem a work upon de stage
Baby would you shake it all out for me, show me seh your body versatile
Run de extra mile

De next gal a fret cause she see that de first position pon lock
Check it when you move it seems you can't stop
Keep your body hot, when de riddim drop, want a piece of that

Baby that's just what we hoping for but for the time being,
Work de dance floor

Show de next gal walking through the door what you have in store

It's like you're my dancehall queen, run de place with that thing
Show de gal dem who's boss, any gal who come across
Mek dem know dem can't pass, break it down now

CHORUS

You break it down slow the people dem know,
De riddim get hot and anything goes
The man dem perplexed to see de gal flex de sex appeal

The whole a dem crew dem frightened fi you
The next gal a flop she face a get screw
Well nothing can stop you now you goin' show dem what's the deal

Here comes the bassline again, Check out de gal a wind waistline again
Hot gal thing, and not no playtime again,
whole a de night here comes daytime again
Jump on stage again

Gal in a class by she self, she just move it across
Back and forth, she don't bragg and show off
Next one come and de gal just a laugh, just because

De man lose control, when she dance
She run away with the show
When she done, it's like none can come
Wipe de sweat, me affe catch my breath, Lord

It's like you're my dancehall queen, run de place with that thing
Show de gal dem who's boss, any gal who come across
Show dem why dem don't last, break it down now
Track Name: What's The Lick?
WHATS THE LICK?

Natty don't discriminate now what de youth deh upon
Rasta man live today fi get de grindin on

Holla bout work a straight job, no hustling, no cheating at all,
You dead wrong

A no truth me a fabricate, me rather bring the proof
Dollar you a meditate, you better mek de move
Fi all de people dem no go fi no prize, me can't open your eyes
With one song.

CHORUS
What's the lick?
Full time hustling, anything it takes fi go make de money quick
You know a good Karma, even informer tell the police We're all legit
Can't take no suffering, can't make no government left you inna poverty
Don't care a damn, Zulu man na go make no apologies

You want burned out telephones?
Me know a gal who turn it on before you reach home
She tell me seh you want gorilla unit ringtones

Well anything you wan do, mek we show it and prove,
You can't lose with the HD televisions
Don't really know me think it means High Definition
A so you say you wan dem all brand new condition
Well now you dealing with me you in a good position

CHORUS

Air Force One tennis shoes, all of your bling bling lights
and chrome 22's
Zulu man ten steps well ahead of you, Gimme de number fi call
if you wan dem at all, now me seh
Glock 17 porcelain, you wan de M-16 we have whole heap a dem
You get de discount rate, crate of Mac 10's
Mek we deal wit de case, name de time and de place

CHORUS

REPEAT 1ST VERSE
Track Name: U Sexy Girl (f. Don Yute)
Don Yute Intro:
Sexy Body Girl, you looking sexy in dem tight up jeans. Don Yute and Zulu under it fi real you know what I mean, Gal roll with the team

CHORUS
You Sexy Girl
I see you with your girls, Me a request the slam, I want it all night long, I wan fi rock your world

Me Seh gal deh look hot, gal deh look clean, look you look fat inna you tight up jeans
So tell me if you ready, we no deadie deadie, bring your friend Shelly with the ring inna she belly
Me a roll with Trishie and we eyes heavy, under we Guiness and we high cranberry,
I will make it nice, get with me tonight, Don Boobilous me a de gals first choice

CHORUS
You Sexy Girl
I see you with your girls, Me a request the slam, Me want it all night long, I wan fi rock your world

MC ZULU:
You sexy Girl
I see you with your girls, If you a spend the time I woulda blow your mind, I goin rock your world

Crazy love the gal dem give me, Allow me to introduce myself, before me cut loose upon the fair city,
All a de woman dem pretty, pretty. This is the Bad Man Zulu and Don Yute a roll with me,
Inna de club with the gal pickney, Inna the VIP the woman dem all a get busy,
Full up a style and the gal well sexy, Dem deh gal deh impress me

CHORUS
You sexy Girl
I see you with your girls, If you a spend the time I woulda blow your mind, I goin rock your world


You Sexy Girl
I see you with your girls, Me a request the slam, Me want it all night long, I wan fi rock your world

Don Yute:
Me seh gal you turn me on when you winding that way, I woulda work your body whether night or day
Because a just so the Don Boobilous stay, So bring your body come girl without a delay,
Me tell you me love how you a gwaan and a work it, work it. Up in a the club and a jerk, it jerk it
You mek me friend Zulu wan flirt it, flirt it. Just true the way how you twerk it.


MC ZULU:
You know wha gwaan people, This is the bad man once again, Ragamuffin Don Zulu, longside the one
Don Yute, and you know seh the vibes just right, and a single touch a mek the gal dem lose control.

Woman you got expensive dress, from the floor to ceiling. I bet a million you never forget the feeling
when me give you the mercy killing, mercy killing, baby constant, no nonsense, when the bossmen move
them holla hold tight.
Woman calling me name, woman ringing my phone, but me choose a certain gal fi de spotlight, you wan catch
that bling? Well baby work that thing.

Look round check fi hot gal inna de place, from dem know me deh, dem wan me deal with the case
No mention X amount affection, fi ease the tension, and never no question
Nice up pretty gal me say the life of the party, When she come a dance with the clothes and the jewelry
Full up a style and de gal well sexy, Sex appeal it control me

You sexy Girl
I see you with your girls, If you a spend the time I woulda blow your mind, I goin rock your world

You sexy Girl
I see you with your girls, I know the time is right, you come with me tonight, I goin rock your world
Track Name: Game Fi Gals
GAME FOR GALS

My women live in a perfect world, dem no have fi fret
Dem never worry nor sweat bout sex or de lovin dem a go get
Aint no disrespect, Me a broke dem down, Make dem cum correct

You don't wan mess wit de bad man specially
Give the work and drive the gal dem crazy with the natural Xtacy
Aint no fantasy, You get the lovin intensity

Woman you wanted nothing more than to spend the night,
And now you talking regrets and second thoughts?
Well best regards
Rudeboy say me no need that stress at all,
Guess it's best we part

No bother sing me no songs of betrayal, telling me what's right
Different song I made you sing last night
5 days more and now you there upon me front door
Blow out the candle lights

CHORUS
The temperature's rising, You getting excited
Just wait, when me get in front of you
Things you make the bad man do

Work your fantasy, and you good to go
Me give you all of the game that a gal fi know
You get four men, four of them working four different purposes,

And the first it is..

The old man,
Don't want nothing but a hint of the sex appeal, pay up the mortgage and the phone and light bill, still don't touch you true him a rush fi the heart pill

Number two haffe the ugliest man you coulda find, not there fi mix up, there fi fix up house and land. From him a talk about the grind you introduce him to your ugliest galfriend... Think again

Number three affe your gay boyfriend, emotional and sensitive, for moral support...

Still one thing more...

When you want the WORK you give a call to the Number 4. He'll give the grind galore.

CHORUS

I mon don't need no gun at all to blow these gals mind, Think these words are unkind?
All them get is this 9 inches and then some, Buckshot (Backshot?) Winchester Magnum.
Galfriend wish she had some, well then guess what's next, gal undress, me can't done.
Woman request the action, then them a gwaan like them want hold the bad man fi ransom. I really must be going.

CHORUS
Track Name: Ghetto Platinum
Yessir, sort of thinking Mr Man gone crazy with dem contract, contract dem attorney waving,
but me na pressure, na sign until we get another zero pon de figure, a million sounds better
Cause Granny inna hospital (what a shame)
And dem say she'll never walk at all (stroke a blame)
Me na trouble you with the personal (true me name)
But business a business, you dig it ya'll

And me na play conceited but me know seh you a make whole heap a money upon de
Rastaman flow, me can't take your shorted check
Original bad man come inna your place and just shoot you down


CHORUS
The ghetto youth we want Platinum Status
With more money than we know how fi manage
And any youth who no try large up, large up dem profile,
Dem just a do themselves damage

Can't take no handshake, why dem a pretend seh that you business well care for
Can't take no man who tell you sign here blind, long time don youth well
Prepared for,

Now me say

Joey is a singer (Him never stop)
Him have de number one single (top of all de charts)
Two Grammy and de record dem (frame inna back)
But present day Joey's working the block

And when de policeman catch you out
Call your label and dem send the attorney come fi
Talk to judge and bail you out…
But nothing comes free, you under contract another five years
Sign here…..F that.

CHORUS

See how they do you… Wise man say you better
Remember now when the mighty Zulu give you a warning
The woman dem a wait backstage, and stand plenty
And your limo is a Hyundai Excel drop top, on gold twenties,

You must fi think seh that I am a sufferer, me mind inna de gutter
I have the uzi with de verbal clip,
I have de woman and we watch dem strip,
I am de ni**a with de gangsta shit.
Track Name: The Audio Recording
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 nightmares…and 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
Track Name: It's My World
IT'S MY WORLD

Tear the place apart, Jump to the riddim of the bad man inna dance, when the beat a drop.
I bend time and space around the microphone just to get the point across.

Don't sleep, the wickedest sound inna street, me digitally hijacked you industry.
Now the way things a play I want to get things straight well before the night a pass.

This sound it come harder than the wickedest dance right now, it's more dollars than the biggest advance right now, you get madder because we come with the plan. The program get the whole a de youth paid.

Zulu Man just holla when you see me a chat right now. Don't hate cause we're bigger than that right now.

What's best for the good of the people everywhere? Man tell you, seh

CHORUS
"Everybody jump up. Let me see you jump up. It's My World" REPEAT

Nuff man come with them big mouth chat, bout dem all a bad man, and bust gun shot. It's like them find pure happiness giving the people dem another problem.

Hypocrites are what we call them. Talk them shit but really can't do a thing at all, Them don't know just who them a deal with... Real bad mon gonna make you feel it.

Badman don't leave evidence, you dead and me say self defense.

Or better yet, get my lawyer dem fi tell the people say that on the night of the incident.

Me never left my residence, so the charges are nonsense.

Don't sweat no case, and the jury say me innocent, so who the hell you a fight against?

CHORUS

Run go tell your friend
(jump up)
Equal rights again
(jump up)
Rich and poor alike
(jump up)
Asian Black or White
(jump up)
Gunman and thief
(it's my world)
Crooked Police
(it's my world)
Full time them know
We run the streets

Right now my name is misery, looking to love some company, with the young ladies, and not no controversy with no politician or no damn police.

Prime Ministers and Presidents.. If a corruption you present, You goin' burn in effigy..
Exile away like refugee.

Show and tell the people dem want but it really depends now what the people dem upon, because the Zulu no mind pretend pure vagabond, if dem gwan with ignorance.

Step up please a limited time, and we're giving a glimpse around the curtain behind where the magic takes place to open their minds, but you have to take the chance.

This sound it come harder than the wickedest dance right now, it's more dollars than the biggest advance right now, you get madder because we come with the plan. The program get the whole a de youth paid.

Zulu Mon just holla when you see me a chat right now. Don't hate cause we're bigger than that right now.
What's best for the good of the people everywhere? Man tell you, seh

CHORUS

I'll keep it light next time.
Next time if you just jump up, you won't have to wear those chains no more.

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