Lirik dan Chord Lagu BLACK PARADE - Beyonce

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - Penyanyi yang mendapatkan nominasi paling banyak dalam acara penghargaan Grammy 2021, Beyonce, merupakan pelantun dari lagu "BLACK PARADE".

Lagu ini dirilis pada Juni 2020 dan menjadi lagu kejutan bagi para fans Beyonce karena tidak ada pemberitahuan sebelumnya.

"BLACK PARADE" diluncurkan untuk mendukung gerakan aktivis kulit hitam dan protes atas kematian George Floyd.

Baca juga: Lirik dan Chord Lagu 7/11 dari Beyonce

Simak lirik dan chord lagu "BLACK PARADE" dari Beyonce.

 [Intro]
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                                                         A/C#
Of life on fertile ground, 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                                                        A/C#
Uh, flooded (Flooded), flooded (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                                                      A/C#
Ooh, motherland, motherland, 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#                                                    B
Being black, maybe that's the reason why they always mad
                    A/C#
Yeah, they always mad, yeah

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

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

[Verse 2]
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                                     A/C#
I charge my crystals in a full moon
                                                                                 B
You could send them missiles, I'ma 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                                                         A/C#
Fuck these laid edges, I'ma let it shrivel up (Shrivel up)
B                                                              A/C#
Fuck this fade and waves I'ma let it dread all up (Dread all up)
B                                               A/C#
Put your fists up in the air, show black love (Show black love)
B                                              N.C.
    Motherland drip on me, motherland, motherland drip on me

[Chorus]
              B                                                           A/C#
Honey, come around my way, around my hive
                                    B                             A/C#
Whenever momma says so, momma say
             B                                              A/C#
Here I come on my throne, sittin' high
                        B                         A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade
             B                                                        A/C#
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

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

[Chorus]
              B                                                          A/C#
Honey, come around my way, around my hive (My)
                                    B                             A/C#
Whenever momma says so, momma say (Hey, hey)
            B                                              A/C#
Here I come on my throne, sittin' high (High)
                        B                          A/C#
Follow my parade, oh, my parade (Hey, hey, hey)
             B                                                        A/C#
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