Dis ya riddim wicked fast. Dem zombie sound clashin' wid de bass like some monster mash. Yuh gotta shake fi dis tune, no matter where yuh find yourself. Even di trees a sway to di rhythm. Dem zombie beat a take over di whole place like a takeover.
- Listen to dis riddim and yuh feel di magic
- Bring yuhself fi di dancehall, dis one a fire
- You nah gonna regret it!
Get Hall We Nuh Afraid O' Some Dead Man
Dis ya song deh a bout showin'/givin'/providin' dem/them/we dem know seh we nuh/never/don/fraid o' dead/gone/pass man. We strong/tough/hard like rock/steel/stone, an' nothin' can stop/hold/hurt we. We live/walk/move our life/days/time to the beat/rhythm/sound of di music/drums/bass.
- We/Yuh/Dem know seh life short/precious/quick, so we enjoy/celebrate/live it to di fullest.
- We/Yuh/Dem na/no/don/fraid o' death/fear/trouble cuz when it come/reach/arrive, we ready/prepared/accept it with grace/courage/open arms.
Dis ya song yah a message fi di whole world - be brave/stand tall/don't be afraid. Live your life/dreams/vision to di fullest an' never/ever/always give up on what you believe/want/love.
Caribbean Zombieland Riddim
The kinetic Caribbean Zombieland Riddim is a emerging sound in dancehall music. Known for its infectious melodies and driving rhythms, this riddim has quickly become a go-to for both producers. Its spooky lyrical themes often explore society, creating a unique feeling.
- Fans of the genre are drawn to its energy, which is perfect for dancing.
- The Zombieland Riddim has spawned a number of popular songs and continues to be a trend in Caribbean music.
Ymog Fi Da Nite
Dis ya Dancehall anthem, “Ymog Fi Di Night” , a wicked mood dat mek yuh jump all night long. De riddim is infectious and de lyrics are filled wid fire . It's a song dat speaks to di spirit of every Jamaican, callin' pon dem fi celebrate life an' have a blast .
- Di track is produced by Shoddy Records
- De artiste pon dis track is known for dem raspy vocals
Whether yuh at a fete , or just chillin' wid yuh fam , "Ymog Fi Di Night" is de perfect song fi get di good times rollin’
Dead Man Walkin' , Whispers Resound
In the murky depths of this spectral realm, where shadows dance and secrets whisper, the legend of a wandering ghost. They say that he roams hopelessly through the graveyard, desiring closure.
- Yet, his voice , an unnerving whisper of his past
- Some believe he confides in the wind, revealing a desperate plea for help.
Listen closely|Pay heed|, and you {might hear|could discern echoes of his wails. He walks among us, a shadowy apparition, forever bound to this place.
Zom-B Virus in Ymog, Beat Blastin'
Ymog's streets are roamin'/crawlin'/throbbin' tonight with the sick/possessed/infested. They shuffle/ They read more lurch/They stumble to the beat of some heavy trap music/the bassline/a thumping melody, their dead eyes glowing/souls vacant/bodies twitching in time. This ain't your grandma's zombie apocalypse, nah this is pure chaos/a full-on rave/something else entirely.
The undead are movin'/They're groovin'/They're breakin' it down to the sickest beats/hardest drops/most fire tracks you ever heard/felt/experienced.
Folks in Ymog are tryin' to party through it/ignore it/fight back, but this ain't no normal night. This is a zombie fever dream/a bass-powered nightmare/the end of days, all wrapped up in one heavy, head-bobbin' track.