Tightrope (Wondamix)

[B.o.B]

Yeah, what's high?

Ha, and what's low?

What's low?

Who?

What's happening?

Yeah

It's B.o,



Hey yeah,



Well if ya, lookin for me, I'm probably in Metropolis

I, I do this for the love so this is non-profit shit

I'm, I'm boardwalkin', so you can call this Monopoly

Obviously, my approach to music ain't moderate

As my macabre sense I am the anomaly

I, Love all my haters, cause my haters is what got me here

Strangers "Hey, Bobby!" me, groupies try to body me

But I'm a different planet so excuse my astrology

But there are no apologies, for droppin' all these prophecies

Breakin over barriers, you juggernauts ain't stoppin' me

Balanced and symmetrical, I guess I'm just geometry

Guess I'm just atomically built the way that I bomb-on-a-beat

Bomb-on-a-beat, you slide on a beat, we slide on our feet, we tightrope

I don't need no optometry, I'll do this in a blindfold

Honestly we live the type of life people would die for

So we keep on tippin', never slippin', yea we tightrope!



[Janelle Monae]

Baby, baby, baby

Whether you're high or low

(high or low)

Baby whether you're high or low

(high or low)

You got to tip on the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)

Now let me see you do the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)

And I'm still tippin' on it



[Lupe Fiasco]

Greetings, welcome to the meeting of the minds

That be thinking all the time 'bout defeating all the blind

Following, swallowing, drinking of the time-

Honored traditions, of, keeping in a line

I prefer to figure eight and Mandelbrot

Rock all night, 'til they candles on my mantle stop

And it's paid programming on, every single channel watched

Televised revolutionaries on the chapel tops

Shouting, down at Babylonian accounting

Medieval mathematics keep us average in amounting

But I surpass that, I dropped out of they math class

I am, cause I thought, now my tightrope's like a sidewalk



[Janelle Monae]

Baby, baby, baby

Whether you're high or low

(high or low)

Baby whether you're high or low

(high or low)

You got to tip on the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)

Now let me see you do the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)

And I'm still tippin' on it



N-n-n-n-now I can run with the fellas and rock a stage acapella

Never! Can you hear me? I am unpredicatable like the weather

T-t-talkin 'bout me, I stay floatin like a feather

Jump on the elevator baby, we on the next level

Album just dropped and I been on a couple covers

Black and white tux, ain't no need for no other colors

T-t-talkin bout "W-w-why don't she change her clothes?"

Well, they ain't seem to mind the last 3 times I posed in Vogue

Some people get high, and then some people get low

Well I'm gon' keep it in the middle so my people can know

Underdogs stand up tall cuz I'm talkin to y'all

I can't pause, I balance all like I'm Dominique Dawes, and I'm gone!



High or low

(high or low)

Baby whether you're high or low

(high or low)

You got to tip on the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)

Now let me see you do the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)



(Woah, you keep on running around on it)



Baby, baby, baby

Whether you're high or low

(high or low)

Baby whether you're high or low

(high or low)

You got to tip on the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)

Now let me see you do the tightrope

(tip, tip on it)

And I'm still tippin' on it



Keep keep keep my balance

I gotta, gotta keep my balance



High or low

Whether you're high or low

You gotta tip on the tightrope

Now let me see you do the tightrope