Die ersten 200 Zeilen.
Greetings and love.
To one and all.
In I presence I-preme coverage of l heights.
Love for everyone everywhere.
It is known that the cooperation of all colors of people...
voice the decision of I heights.
Free everyone... liberate fully everywhere.
Now everyone just cooperate with the love of I heights to survive.
Knowing that in this world... war is explosive.
So it is I-rey. Loveful heights.
- Wha'ppen, Trusty? - Nothing, Horse.
The man have everything?
Me no have the full three hundred dollar.
Me broke you know, Rasta.
You can hold two hundred.
Two hundred? I-man hold that.
No worry about that. Me pay the man forward.
Seen-L
Me broke you know, Rasta. What happened about the money?
Me and Tommy and Bobby and Marquis a work up a tune now.
The man know the session business. Twenty dollar a side I and I get.
The man played two LPs for Bunny Wailer... me know that.
Who tell the man that?
Me know it from a bigger source.
What you want the money to do?
Dirty Harry, things are hard. Me gonna buy a bike.
What you do with the bike?
Distributing... me sell records.
Me don't like the way the business go.
I give you the money. I support that to the fullness.
Control this.
Right now, me gonna buy a bike upon this business.
- Wha'ppen, Madgie? - Nothing.
You got no food there?
- What... you got no food? - Me never knew you coming to dinner.
No food. I'm serious.
Madgie, put them on them bed, man.
Stop jumpin' on the bed now.
What happened to the money you say you give me... to buy a bike?
We have more important things to think about, not to buy a motor bike.
Me no like how you go on so selfish.
Look how long I live and you still move so selfish amongst I.
I am going to give you that money, not because I promised you...
but I want to see what you're going to take that motor bike and do...
because I know you're going to broke your neck off it.
Broke my neck.
I-man gonna be the hardest salesman around town.
Me like the way you set me up. Strictly... no joke business.
Don't feel no way. Don't vex.
- All right, bye bye. - Bye bye, Daddy.
You no go to work?
No, me no work today.
Moreover, me have no money. You take all the money to buy a bike.
Just cool... me have money.
The youth don't ask you for food. Them ask me for food.
You take all the money to buy a bike.
How you know you not lose more money than you earn...
and then drop off of that bike?
- Wha'ppen, Jah Tooth? - l-rey Horsemouth my drummer.
I-man want to buy a bike.
This is a nice skate... lt'd suit you as a drummer.
This bike you can get for seven hundred dollar.
Seven hundred gonna do it.
Me no have that amount of money.
A good bike. Not even three months old.
Five hundred dollars I-man have.
Just come with seven.
I bet him have more money than that.
Search him, Leggo.
Me don't have more money. just give me the key, Rasta.
- I-man gonna ride. - The man not ride upon my bike.
- I-man your key brethren. - Key brethren... Cha.
Robber... go away.
Jah Wise, you hear I now?
I-man go hustling out on the forward.
So hear I out now.
Just paint up a Lion for the-I. Sight?
I-man want a flag. Sight?
I-man want a Lion of Judah marked upon it. Sight?
Seen, Rasta.
For I-man a hard salesman out there.
Hustling, Dirty Harry.
Hustling like raindrops.
Bum Cloth... rest man.
I-man just beg the man a hustling. Why you handle I so?
Me no like the way the-l handle me.
When I mix music, the man can't disturb I.
I come to deal with the-l. Right now, records me sell.
Me know the-l are the hardest producer...
and me want to do delivery work for the-I.
What you mean, Jack Ruby? Me are the hardest out there.
All right. I'll make the man a deal.
I'll give the man twenty five cents per album.
Remember, the man owes me money for the last session.
Oh, the Friday there.
I make the man have it now.
The man love I-man transport?
Just hold this for me.
Got a lot of fire in it, Rasta.
Hey, Leggo, don't hold up my boss time.
Don't come up to town. You getting out of business.
- Watch it man. - Behave your mouth.
- My boss, how you do? - I'm all right, what do you want?
Don't fight me down... just give me two hundred of your thing.
I don't give record... I sell record.
Me make a deal with you.
I play on two LPs for you...
just give me a box... or two hundred of your thing.
Look man, let me tell you this.
I have my drummer that I pay weekly to play drums.
You just go on back and play your drum.
Brother Joe... you no see me's a sufferer?
...and if you blow it, you'll never even walk through that gate again.
I am going to give you two hundred records...
...and when I give you these two hundred records...
you just take it and go on.
And you make sure you come back to me and this deal you signed in my book. Right?
Yes'm boss.
- Wha'ppen, Horsey? - Sister Aloma.
- The-l sell record now? - You learn.
Hardest salesman around town.
Me listen to one now?
Now hold on to this.
Rasta, me don't have nothing to play this upon.
I-man sell fruit, the way the-l sell record.
- How much you sell the 45 for? - Hold the whole box.
Let me deal with the Dread.
I'll give you eight dollar for the basket of fruit.
Skip, I know the man have nothing to play it 'pon.
Hold one still.
Me brethren has a stereo, I-man hear it spin.
I-man hold six of the 45. And when jack comes, me hold the rest.
So ride good.
- Which man control the thing here? - I and I brethren-
I have some downbeat music and some Burning Spear music to sell the man.
Me like the man to just buy them up.
You the man named Horsemouth?
The hard, hard drummer?
And the-l sell music now?
The big man want to get out we small people.
So, we have to start selling our own business.
- Wha'ppen, Jah Youth? - Horsemouth.
- Selassie's son. - Right now, distributing work me do.
The-l are the hardest drummer. Music the-l must play.
The big boy control the business. Me have to do something about it.
That's why you must play the drum and blow the big guy's mind.
Leggo, wha'ppen me I-dren?
Me have a new Big Youth album.
I-man gonna buy some of this one.
- The-l has a new record come out too? - Didn't I tell you?
Go and hustle. I-man watch that for you.
Skipper, me tell you-what, the bike here I-ney.
I-man glad to hear that. And the man gonna make it in life...
'cause the man have a lot of potential.
- Jacob Miller inside, high-a? - Him up in the studio there.
- Skully. - l-ney, me Horsey.
Open up there, Skipper.
Wha'ppen, Horsemouth star?
- Jacob Miller in there? - Him 'pon there.
- Selassie know? - To go play, man.
The man pay good corn. You have to go check the guy Honiball for some corn.
Me have a session for you. Monday. Ten o’clock. Make sure you're there.
- Hope the boy there pay. - Go check the guy Honiball.
Okay, sir. Thank you. Yes, sir. Thank you.
Man want to talk to the manager What him name?
No man. The manager. The man who control.
You mean Mr. Honiball?
You just watch it, you hear?
He's at the club. Straight ahead and right.
And take your bike along with you to the parking lot.
How do you do, Mr. T? I come all the way from Kingston.
I have a application by one Mr. Jacob Miller.
He told me that you're looking for a drummer, so...
I-man a very good drummer.
Don't worry 'bout that. I-man look after that. Seen?
- You Horsemouth? - Yes, daughter.
You play the drums with the Burning Spear?
- Tell me something, what is your name? - Sunshine.
Sunshine... what a beautiful name.
Your father own this place? All them things here?
Your father a very rich man.
I don't check you as a society girl. I-man really like you.
You look cultured and all them thing.
I-man play with the Inner Circle. Jacob Miller and all them guys.
You'll see I-man regular about the place.
- You have a transport? - You want to see I-man transport?
- This look good. Who done it? - My artist, name Jah Wise.
- You like it? - It look good.
Take a ride upon I-bike.
My father is coming.
- Forward now? - No, I can't.
- I-man will see you later. - Yeah, see you later.
I-man get the music from the press.
Just play that. I-man want to hear it upon the turntable.
- I-man got a wicked bike out there. - I thankful of that. I-ficially.
- I-man on the go. - How you mean? Man must on the go.
Police... Babylon, Babylon.
Bum Cloth... wha'ppen? Them gone with I-man bike.
Rasta, the man no see I-man bike?
The man them thief I-man bike.
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