Tightrope Songtext / Lyric

Monae and Leftfoot



Whoaaa

Another day

I take your pain away



Some people talk about ya

Like they know all about ya

When you get down they doubt ya

And when you dip it on the scene

Yeah they talkin' bout it

Cause they can't dip on the scene

Whatcha talk about it

T-t-t-talkin' bout it

When you get elevated,

They love it or they hate it

You dance up on them haters

Keep getting funky on the scene

While they jumpin' round ya

They trying to take all of your dreams

But you can't allow it






Cause maybe whether you're high or low

Whether you're high or low

You gotta tip on the tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)

T-t-t-tip on the tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)



Maybe, maybe, maybe



Whether you're high or low

(High or low)

Maybe 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



See I'm not walkin' on it

Or tryin' to run around it

This ain't no acrobatics

You either follow or you lead, yeah

I'm talkin' bout you,

I'll keep on blaming the machine, yeah

I'm talkin' bout it,

T-t-t-talkin' bout it

I can't complain about it

I gotta keep my balance

And just keep dancin on it

We gettin funky on the scene

And you know about it,

Like a star on the screen

Watch me tip all on it



Then maybe whether I'm high or low

(High or low)

Maybe whether you're high or low

(High or low)

Ooh, you gotta tip on the tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)

Yeah, tip on the tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)



Maybe, maybe, maybe



Whether you're high or low

(High or low)

Maybe whether you're high or low

(High or low)

Tip on the tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)

Maybe let me see you tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)

And I'm still tippin' on it



Big Boi

You gotta keep your balance

Or you fall into the gap

It's a challenge but I manage

Cause I'm cautious with the strap

Doing damage to your canvas thta a doctor cannot patch

See why you don't want no friction

Like the back of a matchbook

That I pass as I will forward you

And your MacBook

Clothes shows will shut you down

Before we go-go backwards

Act up, and whether we high or low

We gonna get back up

Like the Dow Jones and NASDAQ

Sorta like a thong in a ass crack,

Come on



I tip on alligators and little rattle snakers

But I'm another flavor

Something like a terminator

Ain't no equivocating

I fight for what I believe

Why you talkin' bout it

S-s-she's talkin' bout it

Some callin' me a sinner

Some callin' me a winner

I'm callin' you to dinner

And you know exactly what I mean,

Yeah I'm talkin' bout you

You can rock or you can leave

Watch me tip without you



N-N-Now whether I'm high or low

(High or low)

Whether I'm high or low

(High or low)

I'm gonna tip on the tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)

MMMMMM

(Tip, tip on it)



Maybe, maybe

Whether I'm high or low

(High or low)

High or low

(High or low)

I got to tip on the tightrope

(Tip, tip on it)

Now maybe tip on the tightrope



You can't get too high

(You can't get too high)

I said you can't get too low

(We can't get too low)

Cause you get too high

(You can't get too high)

No you'll surely be low

(No, you'll surely be low)

1, 2, 3, Ho!



Yeah, yeah

Now shut up, yeah

Yeah, now put some voodoo on it

Ladies and gentlemen the funkiest horn section in Metropolis

Yeah, oh

We call that Classy Brass!



Ohhhhhhh

Oh!



Do you mind?

If I play the ukulele

Just like a little lady

Do you mind?

If I play the ukulele

Just like a little lady

As I play the ukulele

If I play my ukulele

Just like a little lady