Black Parade

B  A/C#    B  A/C#
        Ah


[Verse 1]
          B
I'm goin' back to the South
                A/C#
I'm goin' back, back, back, back
                     B
Where my roots ain't watered down
                       A/C#
Growin', growin' like a Baobab tree
           B                       
Of life on fertile ground, 
         A/C#
ancestors put me on game
              B                     
 N.C.
Ankh charm on gold chains, with my 
Oshun energy, oh
B                   A/C#
Drip all on me, woo, Ankh or the 
Dashiki print
B                                  
N.C.
Hol' up, don't I smell like such a 
nag champa incense?
B                     A/C#
Yeah, pure ice (Ice), ice (Ice),  
buss down
B                            
Uh, flooded (Flooded), flooded 
    A/C#
(Flooded), on my wrist, out
B                        A/C#
Ooh, goin' up, goin' up, motherland,
 motherland drip on me
B                         A/C#
Ooh, melanin, melanin, my drip is 
skin deep, like
B                          
Ooh, motherland, motherland, 
  A/C#
motherland, motherland drip on me
B                            A/C#   
    N.C.       B
Ooh, yeah, I can't forget my history
 is her-story, yeah
             A/C#                  
Being black, maybe that's the 
           B
reason why they always mad
           A/C#
Yeah, they always mad, yeah


B                A/C#            
  Been past 'em, I know that's 
                  B
the reason why they all big mad
         N.C.
And they always have been


[Chorus]
       B                           
Honey, come around my way, around 
  A/C#
my hive
               B              A/C#
Whenever momma says so, momma say
       B                          
Here I come on my throne, sittin' 
A/C#
high
            B              A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade
        B                          
Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk),
           A/C#
 lift that lip like lipo (Lipo)
              B                    
You hear them swarmin', right? Bees
    A/C#
 is known to bite
            B                   
Now here we come on our thrones, 
          A/C#
sittin' high
            B              A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade


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[Verse 2 tabbed by bizzlex94]
B                     A/C#
  Yeah, yeah, I'm for us, all black
          B
All chrome (Yeah), black-owned 
(Yeah)
           A
Black tints (Yeah), matte black 
(Yeah, yeah)
            B
Roll by, my window down, let 'em see
 who in it
        A/C#
Crack a big smile (Ding)
           B
Go figure, me and Jigga, fifty 
'leven children
            A/C#
They like, "Chick, how?"
            B                      
I charge my crystals in a full moon
A/C#

You could send them missiles, I'ma 
        B
send my goons
A/C#
 Baby sister reppin' Yemaya (Yemaya)
      B
Trust me, they gon' need an army 
(Ah)
A/C#
Rubber bullets bouncin' off me (Ah)
B
Made a picket sign off your picket 
fence (Ah)
A/C#
Take it as a warning (Ah, ah)
            B
Waist beads from Yoruba (Woo)
            A/C#
Four hunnid billi', Mansa Musa (Woo)
      B
Straw line to the barbeque
                A/C#
Put us any-damn-where, we gon' make 
it look cute
         B
Pandemic fly on the runway, in my 
hazmat
         A/C#
Judgin', runnin' through the house 
to my art, all black
  B
Ancestors on the wall, let the 
ghosts chit-chat
   A/C#
(Ancestors on the wall, let the 
ghosts chit-chat)
        B
Hold my hands, we gon' pray together
    A/C#
Lay down, face down in the gravel
             B
Woo, wearin' all attire white to the
 funeral
            A/C#
Black love, we gon' stay together
          B
Curtis Mayfield on the speaker (Woo)
                     A/C#
Lil' Malcolm, Martin mixed with 
momma Tina (Woo)
        B
Need another march, lemme call 
Tamika (Woo)
     A/C#
Need peace and reparation for my 
people (Woo)
B                                  
Fuck these laid edges, I'ma let it 
A/C#
shrivel up (Shrivel up)
B                                 
Fuck this fade and waves I'ma let 
   A/C#
it dread all up (Dread all up)
B                             
Put your fists up in the air, show 
A/C#
black love (Show black love)
B                        N.C.
  Motherland drip on me, motherland,
 motherland drip on me


[Chorus]
       B                           
Honey, come around my way, around 
  A/C#
my hive
               B              A/C#
Whenever momma says so, momma say
       B                          
Here I come on my throne, sittin' 
A/C#
high
            B              A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade
        B                          
Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk),
           A/C#
 lift that lip like lipo (Lipo)
              B                    
You hear them swarmin', right? (Zz)
         A/C#
 Bees is known to bite (Zz, zz)
            B                   
Now here we come on our thrones, 
         A/C#
sittin' high
            B              A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade


[Bridge]
       B                         
We got rhythm (We got rhythm), we 
     A/C#
got pride (We got pride)
         B                         
We birth kings (We birth kings), we
       A/C#
 birth tribes (We birth tribes)
     B                             
Holy river (Holy river), holy 
   A/C#
tongue (Holy tongue)
          B                        
Speak the glory (Speak the glory), 
               A/C#
feel the love (Feel the love)
                       B           
Motherland, motherland drip on me, 
     A/C#
hey, hey, hey
                       B           
Motherland, motherland drip on me, 
     A/C#
hey, hey, hey
                  B             
I can't forget my history, it's 
A/C#
her-story
B                      N.C.
Motherland drip on me, motherland, 
motherland drip on me


[Chorus]
       B                           
Honey, come around my way, around 
  A/C#
my hive (My)
               B              A/C#
Whenever momma says so, momma say 
(Hey, hey)
       B                          
Here I come on my throne, sittin' 
A/C#
high (High)
            B              A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade 
(Hey, hey, hey)
        B                          
Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk),
           A/C#
 lift that lip like lipo (Lipo)
              B                    
You hear them swarmin', right? (Zz)
         A/C#
 Bees is known to bite (Zz, zz)
            B                   
Now here we come on our thrones, 
  A/C#
sittin' high
            B              A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade