Soundtracks - Tightrope by Janelle Monáe lyrics

Whoa Another day I take your pain away Some people talk about you Like they know all about you When you get down they doubt you And when you tipping on the scene Yeah they talkin' about it 'Cause they can't tip all on the scene with you What you talk about it Talkin' about 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 you They trying to take all your dreams But you can't allow it 'Cause baby whether you're high or low Whether you're high or low You gotta tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it) Tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip 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 See I'm not walkin' on it Or trying to run around it This ain't no acrobatics You either follow or you lead, yeah I'm talkin' about you, I'll keep on blaming the machine, yeah I'm talkin' about it, Talkin' about it I can't complain about it I gotta keep my balance And just keep dancing on it We getting funky on the scene Yeah you know about it, Like a star on the screen Watch me tip all on it Then baby whether I'm high or low (High or low) Baby whether you're high or low (High or low) You gotta tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it) Yeah, tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it) Baby, baby, baby Whether you're high or low (High or low) Baby whether you're high or low (High or low) Tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it) Baby let me see you tight rope And I'm still tippin' on it Whether you're high or low (High or low) Baby whether you're high or low (High or low) Tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it) Baby let me see you tight rope (Tip, tip on it) And I'm still tippin' on it 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 No damage to your cameras damn I thought that Can I pa**y Why you don't want no friction Like the back of a matchbook That I pa** 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 an a** 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' about it She's talkin' about it Some calling me a sinner Some calling me a winner I'm calling you to dinner And you know exactly what I mean, Yeah I'm talking about 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) Baby, baby, baby 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 baby 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 cla**y bra** Oh 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