Page 57 - Red Lands

Switch to show Junior Dread and his band Hex getting on the

airplane from San Diego.

(Jam Down) Junior, Jah know me is a mon who have no fear of anything,

but plane just don’t feel good I-dren. (Born II) Serious ting. (Kucklins)
Is true I feel OK pon jet, but dem da prop plane not so safe. Is cheap

ting dis. (Hex’s Agent) Come on, come on guys. I have flown on several
airlines. You have nothing to worry about. (Junior) See, you guys need to

relax and just cool still. Jah guide us. (Jam Down) I mon not going to
even close one eye til we land. Jah or not, we gwa stay up.

One hour later.

(Born II) Junior, check it out. Mr. Not gwa even close one eye. They look
at Jam Down. (Kucklins) Junior, let’s sing a song to break up dis ya fear.

(Born II) Ya, JD wake up, you bumbo ross you. (Jam Down) Ha, ha, what,
are we going down? Are we going down? (Junior) No, Mr. I’m not going to
close my eyes for one moment. We gonna sing because we can’t sleep.

(Jam Down) Ok, dat cool. But I wasn’t sleep. Is test me did, ah test you.

Born II turns on his radio to Bad Boy Ridem.

(Kucklins) From de small streets of Jamaica, Big up in America. (Jam
Down) Style and lyrics produced by what a wonda. (Kucklins) We is Bad

Boy’s since we left Jamaica. (Junior) Me climb Rasta Ross mountain fe
steal Jah septa from poor Mobay boy to what a wonda.

They all sing. We is bad boys.

(Kucklins) Hold tight. Hold tight. Tight. Let’s sing dig. Remember that
Sprite commercial we did like. (Jam Down) Off de one da wit the roppa

dem right? (Kucklins) Yea. (Born II) Born II up first. Hex gone-na far in.
Rough Rasta lyric is a serious ting. After a long rough day of lyrical

chanting is a cold can of Sprite my mouth is wanting. Chuck, chuck.

Switch to Yoshi and the General sending out all his troops to

slaughter the Indians

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