Black Parade

G F/A G F/A Ah [Verse 1] G I'm goin' back to the South F/A I'm goin' back, back, back, back G Where my roots ain't watered down F/A Growin', growin' like a Baobab tree G F/A Of life on fertile ground, ancestors put me on game G N.C. Ankh charm on gold chains, with my Oshun energy, oh G F/A Drip all on me, woo, Ankh or the Dashiki print G N.C. Hol' up, don't I smell like such a nag champa incense? G F/A Yeah, pure ice (Ice), ice (Ice), buss down G F/A Uh, flooded (Flooded), flooded (Flooded), on my wrist, out G F/A Ooh, goin' up, goin' up, motherland, motherland drip on me G F/A Ooh, melanin, melanin, my drip is skin deep, like G F/A Ooh, motherland, motherland, motherland, motherland drip on me G F/A N.C. G Ooh, yeah, I can't forget my history is her-story, yeah F/A G Being black, maybe that's the reason why they always mad F/A Yeah, they always mad, yeah G F/A G Been past 'em, I know that's the reason why they all big mad N.C. And they always have been [Chorus] G F/A Honey, come around my way, around my hive G F/A Whenever momma says so, momma say G F/A Here I come on my throne, sittin' high G F/A Follow my parade, oh, my parade G F/A Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk), lift that lip like lipo (Lipo) G F/A You hear them swarmin', right? Bees is known to bite G F/A Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high G F/A Follow my parade, oh, my parade [Verse 2 tabbed by bizzlex94] G F/A Yeah, yeah, I'm for us, all black G All chrome (Yeah), black-owned (Yeah) F Black tints (Yeah), matte black (Yeah, yeah) G Roll by, my window down, let 'em see who in it F/A Crack a big smile (Ding) G Go figure, me and Jigga, fifty 'leven children F/A They like, "Chick, how?" G F/A I charge my crystals in a full moon G You could send them missiles, I'ma send my goons F/A Baby sister reppin' Yemaya (Yemaya) G Trust me, they gon' need an army (Ah) F/A Rubber bullets bouncin' off me (Ah) G Made a picket sign off your picket fence (Ah) F/A Take it as a warning (Ah, ah) G Waist beads from Yoruba (Woo) F/A Four hunnid billi', Mansa Musa (Woo) G Straw line to the barbeque F/A Put us any-damn-where, we gon' make it look cute G Pandemic fly on the runway, in my hazmat F/A Judgin', runnin' through the house to my art, all black G Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat F/A (Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat) G Hold my hands, we gon' pray together F/A Lay down, face down in the gravel G Woo, wearin' all attire white to the funeral F/A Black love, we gon' stay together G Curtis Mayfield on the speaker (Woo) F/A Lil' Malcolm, Martin mixed with momma Tina (Woo) G Need another march, lemme call Tamika (Woo) F/A Need peace and reparation for my people (Woo) G F/A Fuck these laid edges, I'ma let it shrivel up (Shrivel up) G F/A Fuck this fade and waves I'ma let it dread all up (Dread all up) G F/A Put your fists up in the air, show black love (Show black love) G N.C. Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me [Chorus] G F/A Honey, come around my way, around my hive G F/A Whenever momma says so, momma say G F/A Here I come on my throne, sittin' high G F/A Follow my parade, oh, my parade G F/A Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk), lift that lip like lipo (Lipo) G F/A You hear them swarmin', right? (Zz) Bees is known to bite (Zz, zz) G F/A Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high G F/A Follow my parade, oh, my parade [Bridge] G F/A We got rhythm (We got rhythm), we got pride (We got pride) G F/A We birth kings (We birth kings), we birth tribes (We birth tribes) G F/A Holy river (Holy river), holy tongue (Holy tongue) G F/A Speak the glory (Speak the glory), feel the love (Feel the love) G F/A Motherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, hey G F/A Motherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, hey G F/A I can't forget my history, it's her-story G N.C. Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me [Chorus] G F/A Honey, come around my way, around my hive (My) G F/A Whenever momma says so, momma say (Hey, hey) G F/A Here I come on my throne, sittin' high (High) G F/A Follow my parade, oh, my parade (Hey, hey, hey) G F/A Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk), lift that lip like lipo (Lipo) G F/A You hear them swarmin', right? (Zz) Bees is known to bite (Zz, zz) G F/A Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high G F/A Follow my parade, oh, my parade