Black Parade

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