(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