Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blu Mahoe, artist - ForestaDate of issue: 23.11.2017
Song language: English
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 |