Black Parade chords by Beyoncé

INTRO:
B
Ah

VERSE ONE:
B
I'm goin' back to the South
B
I'm goin' back, back, back, back
B
Where my roots ain't watered down
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Growin', growin' like a Baobab tree
B
Of life on fertile ground, ancestors put me on game
B

Ankh charm on gold chains, with my Oshun energy, oh

B
Drip all on me, woo, Ankh or the Dashiki print
B
Hol' up, don't I smell like such a nag champa incense
B
Yeah, pure ice (Ice), ice (Ice), buss down
B
Uh, flooded (Flooded), flooded (Flooded), on my wrist, out

B
Ooh, goin' up, goin' up, motherland, motherland drip on me
B
Ooh, melanin, melanin, my drip is skin deep, like
B
Ooh, motherland, motherland, motherland, motherland drip on me
B
Ooh, yeah, I can't forget my history is her-story, yeah

B
Being black, maybe that's the reason why they always mad
B
Yeah, they always mad, yeah
B
Been past 'em, I know that's the reason why they all big mad
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And they always have been



CHORUS:
B
Honey, come around my way, around my hive
F#m        B       F#m
Whenever momma says so, momma say
B               F#m
Here I come on my throne, sittin' high
B         F#m
Follow my parade, oh, my parade

B
Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk), lift that lip like lipo (Lipo)

You hear them swarmin', right? Bees is known to bite
B              F#m
Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high
B       F#m
Follow my parade, oh, my parade

VERSE TWO:
B      F#m
Yeah, yeah, I'm for us, all black
B
All chrome (Yeah), black-owned (Yeah)
B
Black tints (Yeah), matte black (Yeah, yeah)
B
Roll by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
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Crack a big smile (Ding)
B
Go figure, me and Jigga, fifty 'leven children
B
They like, "Chick, how "

B
I charge my crystals in a full moon
B
You could send them missiles, I'ma send my goons
B
Baby sister reppin' Yemaya (Yemaya)
B
Trust me, they gon' need an army (Ah)
B
Rubber bullets bouncin' off me (Ah)
B
Made a picket sign off your picket fence (Ah)
B
Take it as a warning (Ah, ah)

B
Waist beads from Yoruba (Woo)
F#m
Four hunnid billi', Mansa Musa (Woo)
B
Stroll line to the barbeque
F#m
Put us any-damn-where, we gon' make it look cute

B
Pandemic fly on the runway, in my hazmat
F#m
Judgin', runnin' through the house to my art, all black
B
Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat
F#m
(Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat)

B
Hold my hands, we gon' pray together
F#m
Lay down, face down in the gravel
B
Woo, wearin' all attire white to the funeral
F#m
Black love, we gon' stay together

B
Curtis Mayfield on the speaker (Woo)
F#m
Lil' Malcolm, Martin mixed with momma Tina (Woo)
B
Need another march, lemme call Tamika (Woo)
F#m
Need peace and reparation for my people (Woo)

B                F#m
Fuck these laid edges, I'ma let it shrivel up (Shrivel up)
B                  F#m
Fuck this fade and waves I'ma let it dread all up (Dread all up)
B               F#m
Put your fists up in the air, show black love (Show black love)
B                  F#m
Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me



CHORUS:
B                F#m
Honey, come around my way, around my hive
B        F#m
Whenever momma says so, momma say
B             F#m
Here I come on my throne, sittin' high
B         F#m
Follow my parade, oh, my parade

B                  F#m
Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk), lift that lip like lipo (Lipo)
F#m                B
Hear 'em swarmin', right? (Zz) Bees is known to bite (Zz, zz)
B             F#m
Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high
B
Follow my parade, oh, my parade

BRIDGE:
B                    F#m
We got rhythm (We got rhythm), we got pride (We got pride)
B
We birth kings (We birth kings), we birth tribes (We birth tribes)
B               F#m
Holy river (Holy river), holy tongue (Holy tongue)
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Speak the glory (Speak the glory), feel the love (Feel the love)
B
Motherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, hey
B
Motherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, hey
B
I can't forget my history, it's her-story
B
Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me

CHORUS:
B               F#m
Honey, come around my way, around my hive (My)
B          F#m
Whenever momma says so (Hey), momma say (Hey, hey)
B             F#m
Here I come on my throne, sittin' high (High)
B         F#m
Follow my parade, oh, my parade (Hey, hey, hey)

B                  F#m
Talkin' slick to my folk (My folk), lift that lip like lipo (Lipo)
B                  F#m
Hear 'em swarmin', right? (Zz) Bees is known to bite (Zz, zz)
B              F#m
Now here we come on our thrones, sittin' high
B
Follow my parade, oh, black parade