BLACK PARADE – Beyoncé (2019)

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Artist: Beyoncé
Released: 2019
Genres: R&B/Soul, Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

I’m goin’ back to the SouthI’m goin’ back, back, back, backWhere my roots ain’t watered downGrowin’, growin’ like a Baobab treeOf life on fertile ground, ancestors put me on gameAnkh charm on gold chains, with my Oshun energy, ohDrip all on me, woo, Ankara Dashiki printHol’ up, don’t I smell like satya, Nag Champa incense?Yeah, pure ice (ice), ice (ice), buss downUh, flooded (flooded), flooded (flooded), on my wrist, owOoh, goin’ up, goin’ up, motherland, motherland drip on meOoh, melanin, melanin, my drip is skin deep, likeOoh, motherland, motherland, motherland, motherland drip on meEeya, I can’t forget my history is her story, yeahBeing black, maybe that’s the reason why they always madYeah, they always mad, yeahBeen passed ’em, I know that’s the reason why they all big madAnd they always have been
Honey, come around my way, around my hiveWhenever momma says so, momma sayHere I come on my throne, sittin’ highFollow my parade, oh, my paradeTalkin’ slick to my folk (my folk), nip that lip like lipo (lipo)You hear them swarmin’, right? Bees is known to biteNow here we come on our thrones, sittin’ highFollow my parade, oh, my parade
On fours, all blackAll chrome, black-ownedBlack tints, matte blackWalked by, my window down, let ’em see who in itCrack a big smile (ding)Go figure, me and Jigga, fifty ‘leven childrenThey like, “Chick, how?”I charge my crystals in a full moonYou could send them missiles, I’ma send my goonsBaby sister reppin’ Yemaya (Yemaya)Trust me, they gon’ need an armyRubber bullets bouncin’ off meMade a picket sign off your picket fenceTake it as a warningWaist beads from Yoruba (woo)Four hunnid billi’, Mansa Musa (woo)Stroll line to the barbequePut us any damn where, we gon’ make it look cutePandemic fly on the runway, in my hazmatChildren runnin’ through the house and my art, all blackAncestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat(Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat)Hold my hands, we gon’ pray togetherLay down, face down in the gravelWe wearin’ all attire white to the funeralBlack love, we gon’ stay togetherCurtis Mayfield on the speaker (woo)Lil’ Malcolm, Martin, mixed with momma Tina (woo)Need another march, lemme call Tamika (woo)Need peace and reparation for my people (woo)Fuck these laid edges, I’ma let it shrivel up (shrivel up)Fuck this fade and waves, I’ma let it dread all up (dread all up)Put your fists up in the air, show black love (show black love)Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me
Honey, come around my way, around my hiveWhenever momma says so, momma sayHere I come on my throne, sittin’ highFollow my parade, oh, my paradeTalkin’ slick to my folk (my folk), nip that lip like lipo (lipo)You hear ’em swarmin’, right? Bees is known to biteNow here we come on our thrones, sittin’ highFollow my parade, oh, my parade
We got rhythm (we got rhythm), we got pride (we got pride)We birth kings (we birth kings), we birth tribes (we birth tribes)Holy river (holy river), holy tongue (holy tongue)Speak the glory (speak the glory), feel the love (feel the love)Motherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, heyMotherland, motherland drip on me, hey, hey, heyI can’t forget my history, it’s her storyMotherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me
Honey, come around my way, around my hiveWhenever momma says so, momma sayHere I come on my throne, sittin’ highFollow my parade, oh, my paradeTalkin’ slick to my folk (my folk), lift that lip like lipo (lipo)You hear ’em swarmin’, right? Bees is known to biteNow here we come on our thrones, sittin’ highFollow my parade, oh, black parade
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