Black Parade

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