JANELLE MONÁE LYRICS - Tightrope (Wondamix)

"Tightrope (Wondamix)"

(feat. B. o.B, Lupe Fiasco)



[B. o.B:]

Yeah whats hot

Ha

Whats up

Who

Hey

Its B. O



Well if ya, lookin for me I'm

Probably in metropolis

Ah, I do this for the love, so this is

Non profit shit um

I born welcome to

You can calls this monopoly

Obviously, my approach to music

Aint moderate

As, my mascoma spits

I am the anomaly

I love all my haters, cuz my haters

Is what got me here!

Strangers hate bobby me

Groupies try to buddy me

But I'm in a different planet so

Excuse my astrology

But, there are no apologies

For droping all these prophecies

Breaking over barrier,

You drugged n I say stoppin me

Fellas are symetrical n I guess I'm

Just geometry

Guess I'm just atomically built away

That I bob wanna be

Bob wanna be, you stride on to be

We slide on our feet

We tightrope

I dont need no whatgotronomy

I do this in a blindfold

Honestly, we let it top

I like people who die for

So we keep on tippin every second

We tightrope



[Janelle Monae:]

Baby baby baby

Whether you high

Or low

Baby whether you high or low

You got to tip on the tightrope

Now let me see you do the tightrope

And I'm still dreamin on it



[Lupe Fiasco:]

Greetings. welcome to the meeting,

Of the minds

That'd be thinking all the time

While defeating all the blind

Following, swallowing, drinking of

The time

On the traditions, of,

Keeping in a line

I prefer to figure hate

And then after that rock, rock all

Night

Til the candles on my mantle stop

And its getting programming on

Every single channel watched

Televised revolutionaries on the

Chaple top

Shouting, now were never lonely

Let it accounting

Midevil raft manics keep us

Average and a melting

But I surpass that,

I, dropped out of they math class

I am, cuz I thought,

Now my type of tiger cyle bat



[Janelle Monae:]

Baby baby baby

Whether you high

Or low

Baby whether you high or low

You got to tip on the tightrope

Now let me see you do the

Tightrope

Now now now now..



Na na na na..



I can grind with the fellas

And rock a stage acapella

Never, can ya hear me

I am unpredictable like the weather

Ta ta talking about me I stay floated

Like a feather

Jump on a elevator baby we on the

Next level

Im just dropped and ive been on

Cover covers

Black and white tux, aint no need

For no other colors

Ta ta talking about, why dont she

Change her clothes?

Well they aint 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 in the middle

So my people could know

Im the dawg, stand up tall

Cuz I'm talkin to ya'll

I can pose, I balance all

Like I'm dominique dawes

And I'm gone!



High

Or low

Baby whether you high or low

You got to tip on the tightrope

Now let me see you do the

Tightrope



Baby baby baby whether you high

Or low

Baby whether you high or low

You got to tip on the tightrope

Now let me see you do the

Tightrope

And I'm still dreamin on it