Lyrics Blu Mahoe - Foresta, Royal Blu

Blu Mahoe

Yeh you know, yeh you know, yeh you know
Seh you cyaan grow trees and a plant those seeds you know
Cause you know when you go on the road
And your path proceeds
You would want those needs
And him know and him home and alone
Them a start show evil cah walls don’t speak you know
And you know seh you grow weh you sow
And you talk doh cheap
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Cool shade dem do
Mahoe, whoa, whoa
And I just love that I see trees at noon
The light that’s beaming thru
This is my home
Whyo, whyo
I can tell you, I can tell you
I am safer with the trees
I am never a-capella
It’s the making of a beat
Clever with the weather
And the shaking a the leaves
Dreamseller never deya
Fi go make wah you believe
Freeeeeeee
I just cannot wait fi you go, wait fi you go
Seeeeeee
I can see Jamaica a di pree
Nature the scene
Take care the trees
Take care yourself
Take care your health
Take care, this a your daycare
Children a the trees stay here
This a we save haven
Place shaded
Vacay to where the pace changing
Game-changing
Play fair
We a the same here
We inhale the same air
All of we here are the same things
But some nuh listen with the same ear
It’s what the world there pon
And perfection is perception
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Cool shade dem do
Mahoe, whoa, whoa
And I just love that I see trees at noon
The light that’s beaming thru
This is my home
Whyo, whyo
Never waan be popular, zeen?
Nah go be a slave to dem corporate branches
A modern day poplar tree
Funny how unnatural the natural seem
When the winds a change, never blown a change on the blackest leaves
Need a breath a fresh air mi stop fi breeze
Will bun a blazer for mother nature nuh ask me how cotton feel
King in mi days, been through the pain
Through the ships and the waves
Went from chilling in shade
To the internet shade
But don’t you never hear a vulture tweet
Cyaa shoo you own and lose your soul
And waan fi run the streets
Waan fi run the belly a the beast
But when hunger speak
You cyaa look fi company
In these companies
Never burn your bridges
Never cut your trees
And when you know your roots
Then you know the truth
What’s underneath
Before you touch the sky
I beg you touch the leaves, yeh
That’s what me heard from god
And perfection is perception
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Cool shade dem do
Mahoe, whoa, whoa
And I just love that I see trees at noon
The light that’s beaming thru
This is my home
Whyo, whyo
Yeah, one time fi your mind (whoa)
Two time fi your soul
Three (whoa) times fi the trees (whoa)
Four time fi dem blu mahoe…
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Cool shade dem do
Mahoe, whoa, whoa
And I just love that I see trees at noon
The light that’s beaming thru
This is my home
Whyo, whyo