Papa Boi Lyrics

Papa Boi

Daddy Bouchon

Father Wood

I am papa boi and I'm pleased to say

No one ever comes down papa boi's way

The keeper of the forest and protector of shore

You trample on this grass and I'll drop you to the floor

Hooves in wood and they should or you would

But I could in the hood will make good my sainthood and challenge your manhood

Hunters approach a cockroach

I reproach their encroach and unhooked their broach, you think that this is gotche?

Oh Papa Boi will not let you go

Your blood is river and it's time to flow

That is right, run little boy

You are a plaything, Papa Boi's toy

Not a goat, and not a man

Papa Boi will guard these lands

A tale out of caribean forklore

I must escape and flee to shore

A hero cries out and he runs and runs

Hope the wrath of Papa Boi is done

From a distance, a horn sounds out

A viel of pressure and self-doubt

What other monsters hide on this beach

How long can the devil have a reach?

Collapsing down, and out of breath

It seems for now, I've escaped death