Beyoncé - Black Parade

(from “The Lion King: The Gift” soundtrack)

[Intro]
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Ah

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

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Been past ’em, I know that’s the reason why they all big mad
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And they always have been

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

[Verse 2 tabbed by bizzlex94]
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Yeah, yeah, I’m for us, all black
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All chrome (Yeah), black-owned (Yeah)
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Black tints (Yeah), matte black (Yeah, yeah)
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Roll by, my window down, let ’em see who in it
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Crack a big smile (Ding)
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Go figure, me and Jigga, fifty ‘leven children
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They like, “Chick, how?”
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I charge my crystals in a full moon
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You could send them missiles, I’ma send my goons
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Baby sister reppin’ Yemaya (Yemaya)
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Trust me, they gon’ need an army (Ah)
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Rubber bullets bouncin’ off me (Ah)
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Made a picket sign off your picket fence (Ah)
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Take it as a warning (Ah, ah)
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Waist beads from Yoruba (Woo)
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Four hunnid billi’, Mansa Musa (Woo)
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Straw line to the barbeque
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Put us any-damn-where, we gon’ make it look cute
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Pandemic fly on the runway, in my hazmat
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Judgin’, runnin’ through the house to my art, all black
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Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat
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(Ancestors on the wall, let the ghosts chit-chat)
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Hold my hands, we gon’ pray together
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Lay down, face down in the gravel
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Woo, wearin’ all attire white to the funeral
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Black love, we gon’ stay together
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Curtis Mayfield on the speaker (Woo)
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Lil’ Malcolm, Martin mixed with momma Tina (Woo)
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Need another march, lemme call Tamika (Woo)
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Need peace and reparation for my people (Woo)
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Fuck these laid edges, I’ma let it shrivel up (Shrivel up)
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Fuck this fade and waves I’ma let it dread all up (Dread all up)
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Put your fists up in the air, show black love (Show black love)
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Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me

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

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

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