Tightrope (WondaMix) Janelle Monáe (Ft. B.o.B & Lupe Fiasco)

[Intro: B.o.B]
Yeah, what’s high?
Ha, and what’s low? (Hey)
What’s up? Who?
What’s happening? (Hey)
Yeah, it’s B-O (Hey, 'Nelle!)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Well if you’re looking for me I’m probably in Metropolis, I
Do this for the love so this is nonprofit shit, I'm
Bored walking, so you can call this monopoly
Obviously, my approach to music ain’t moderate
As my Mer-ka-Ba spins I am the anomaly, I
Love all the haters 'cause the 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 dropping all these prophecies
Breaking over barriers, you juggernauts ain’t stopping me
Balance ain’t symmetrical, I guess I’m just geometry
Guess I’m just atomically built, the way that I bomb on the beat
Bomb on the beat, you slide on the beat
We slide on our feet, we tightrope
I don’t need no optometry, I’ll do this in a blindfold
Honestly, we live that type of life people would die for
So we keep on tipping, never slipping, yeah we tightrope