Karaoke Black Parade av Beyoncé — sjung med på texten på Singa

Black Parade Karaoke

Beyoncé

LĂĄttextBlack Parade

I'm goin' back to the South

I'm goin' back, back

back, back

where my roots

ain't watered down

Growin', growin'

like a Baobab tree

of life on fertile ground

ancestors put me on game

Ankh charm

on gold chains

with my

Oshun energy oh

Drip all on me

woo Ankara Dashiki print

hol' up don't I smell

like satya

Nag Champa incense?

Yeah pure ice, ice

buss down

uh, flooded, flooded

on my wrist, ow

Ooh goin' up, goin' up,

motherland

motherland drip on me

Ooh melanin, melanin

my drip is skin deep like

Ooh motherland

motherland, motherland

motherland drip on me

Eeya I can't forget my

history is her story, yeah

Being black

maybe that's the reason

why they always mad

yeah they always mad, yeah

Been passed 'em

I know that's the reason

why they all big mad

and they always

have been

Honey come around

my way around my hive

whenever momma

says so

momma say

Here I come

on my throne sittin' high

follow my parade, oh

my parade

Talkin' slick to my folk

nip that lip like lipo

You hear them

swarmin' right?

Bees is known to bite

Now here we come

on our thrones sittin' high

follow my parade, oh

my parade

On fours, all black

all chrome, black-owned

black tints, matte black

walked by my window

down let 'em see who

in it crack a big smile

Go figure me and Jigga

fifty 'leven children

they like,"Chick, how?"

I charge my crystals

in a full moon

you could send

them missiles

Imma send my goons

Baby sister

reppin' Yemaya

trust me they gon'

need an army

rubber bullets

bouncin' off me

Made a picket sign

off your picket fence

take it as a warning

waist beads from Yoruba

four hunnid billi'

Mansa Musa

Stroll line to the barbeque

put us any damn where

we gon' make it look cute

Pandemic fly on the

runway in my hazmat

children runnin' through

the house and my art

all black

Ancestors on the

wall let the ghosts

chit-chat

Hold my hands

we gon' pray together

lay down face down

in the gravel

We wearin' all attire

white to the funeral

black love

we gon' stay together

Curtis Mayfield

on the speaker

Lil' Malcolm, Martin

mixed with momma Tina

Need another march

lemme call Tamika

need peace

and reparation

for my people

F**k these laid edges

Imma let it shrivel up

F**k this fade and waves

Imma let it dread all up

Put your fists up in

the air show black love

motherland drip on me

motherland, motherland

drip on me

Honey come around

my way, around my hive

whenever momma

says so

momma say

Here I come

on my throne sittin' high

follow my parade, oh

my parade

Talkin' slick to my folk

nip that lip like lipo

You hear them

swarmin' right?

Bees is known to bite

Now here we come

on our thrones sittin' high

follow my parade, oh

my parade

We got rhythm

We got pride

We birth kings

We birth tribes

Holy river

Holy tongue

speak the glory

feel the love

Motherland, motherland

drip on me, hey, hey, hey

Motherland, motherland

drip on me, hey, hey, hey

I can't forget

my history, it's her story

Motherland drip on me

Motherland, motherland

drip on me

Honey come around

my way, around my hive

whenever momma

says so

momma say

Here I come

on my throne sittin' high

follow my parade, oh

my parade

Talkin' slick to my folk

nip that lip like lipo

You hear them

swarmin' right?

Bees is known to bite

Now here we come

on our thrones sittin' high

follow my parade, oh

black parade

Ă…r
2020
SprĂĄk
engelska
Genre
Pop
Längd
4:41
Komposition
Derek James Dixie, Denisia Andrews, Rickie Li Tice, Stephen Pate Bray, Brittany Coney, Kimberly Anne Krysiuk, Akil C King, Shawn Carter, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles
LĂĄttext
Derek James Dixie, Denisia Andrews, Rickie Li Tice, Stephen Pate Bray, Brittany Coney, Kimberly Anne Krysiuk, Akil C King, Shawn Carter, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles
Utgivare
Bmg Rights Management (scandinavia) Ab, Sony/atv Music Publishing Scandinavia Kb