Album: Distant Relatives Released: 2010 Artists: Damian Marley, Nas Genre: Reggae LYRICS: [Intro: Nas] Here we are Here we are Yeah This one right here is for the people [Chorus] Sabali, sabali, sabali yonkote Sabali, sabali, sabali kiye Ni kêra môgô Sabali, sabali, sabali yonkote Sabali, sabali, sabali kiye Ni kêra môgô [Interlude: Nas] Hey yo D Let's go all the way in on this one [Verse 1: Damian Marley] Some of the smartest dummies Can't read the language of Egyptian mummies An' a fly go a moon And can't find food for the starving tummies Pay no mind to the youths Cause it's not like the future depends on it But save the animals in the zoo Cause the chimpanzee dem a make big money This is how the media pillages On the TV the picture is Savages in villages And the scientist still can't explain the pyramids, huh Evangelists making a living on the videos of ribs of the little kids Stereotyping the image of the images And this is what the image is You buy a khaki pants And all of a sudden you say a Indiana Jones An' a thief out the gold and thief out the scrolls and even the buried bones Some of the worst paparazzis I've ever seen and I ever known Put the worst on display so the world can see And that's all they will ever show So the ones in the West Will never move East And feel like they could be at home Dem get tricked by the beast But a where dem ago flee when the monster is fully grown? Solomonic linage whe dem still can't defeat and them coulda never clone My spiritual DNA that print in my soul and I will forever Own Lord [Chorus] Sabali, sabali, sabali yonkote Sabali, sabali, sabali kiye Ni kêra môgô Sabali, sabali, sabali yonkote Sabali, sabali, sabali kiye Ni kêra môgô [Interlude: Nas] Yeah, Sabali. Thats patience. That's what the old folks told me Discovering the World before this World. A World buried in time Uncover with rhymes. It gets no realer [Verse 2: Damian Marley] Huh, we born not knowing, are we born knowing all? We growing wiser, are we just growing tall? Can you read thoughts? can you read palms? Huh, can you predict the future? can you see storms, coming? The Earth was flat if you went too far you would fall off Now the Earth is round If the shape change again everybody woulda start laugh The average man can't prove of most of the things That he chooses to speak of And still won't research and find out The root of the truth that you seek of Scholars teach in Universities and claim that they're smart and cunning Tell them find a cure when we sneeze And that's when their nose start running And the rich get stitched up, when we get cut Man a heal dem broken bones in the bush with the wet mud Can you read signs? can you read stars? Can you make peace? can you fight war? Can you milk cows, even though you drive cars? huh Can you survive? Against all odds, now? [Chorus] Sabali, sabali, sabali yonkote Sabali, sabali, sabali kiye Ni kêra môgô Sabali, sabali, sabali yonkote Sabali, sabali, sabali kiye Ni kêra môgô [Interlude: Nas] It's crazy when you feed people the truth you don't know how they're gonna react You're scared of wrong doers, people that just ignorant You're scared of the truth, be patient for now [Verse 3: Nas] Who wrote the Bible? Who wrote the Qur'an? And was it a lightning storm That gave birth to the Earth And then dinosaurs were born? damn Who made up words? Who made up numbers? And what kind of spell is mankind under? Everything on the planet we preserve and can it Microwaved it and try it No matter what we'll survive it What's hue? What's man? What's human? Anything along the land we consuming Eatin', deletin', ruin Trying to get paper Gotta have land, gotta have acres So I can sit back like Jack Nicholson Watch niggas play the game like the Lakers In a world full of 52 fakers Gypsies, seances, mystical prayers You superstitious? throw salt over your shoulders Make a wish for the day cuz Like somebody got a doll of me Stickin' needles in my arteries But I can't feel it Sometimes it's like 'part of me, but I got a real big spirit' I'm fearless, I'm fearless Don't you try and grab hold of my soul It's like a military soldier since seven years old I held real dead bodies in my arms Felt their body turn cold, oh Why we born in the first place If this is how we gotta go? Damn [Outro: Nas] This goes to all the wisdom and knowledge seekers of the World Sabali, Patience, yeah

Artist: Luciano Album: Where There Is Life Label: Island Jamaica – IJA 2002, Island Jamaica – 854 321-1 Format: Vinyl, 12" Country: Germany Released: 1995 Genre: Reggae Style: Dancehall, Roots Reggae Producer – P. Burrell* Written-By – McClymont*, Burrell*

Album: Hot Shot Released: 2000 Artists: Shaggy, Rayvon Genres: Reggae, Rhythm and blues, Reggae fusion, Pop