Open Skies 3 – Part 4

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Part 4
TIP ON THE TIGHTROPE

About One Year in the Future

“Ah!  Here comes Sky!”  The dog spots her in the distance.

Sky-M approaches Derek-M and the other boys on the streets of the city.

“Hey baby!  Finally made it huh!”  Derek-M shouts as he walks toward her and puts his arm around her.

Sky-M hugs him back, and steps around looking at all the caged animals.

The rabbit shrugs and tells her, “You came just in time…  we can’t figure out what the hell these guys need…”

Derek-M adds, “They need somethin’…  not sure what really… some fuckin’ estrogen or somethin’…”

“Estrogen?  Well… I got that I guess…”  Sky-M laughs a little, as much as she can whilst surrounded by these caged minds.

“You in this then?” the dog inquires as he sets the case he’s been carrying onto the ground and opens it up, handing out microphones – one to Sky-M, one to Derek-M, and one to the goat.

“Yeah… let’s do it.” Sky-M answers as she takes the microphone.

Derek-M looks at them, “Ready?”

A unanimous: “Yes.”

“Hit it!”  Derek-M shouts.  The dog presses play on the boombox.  The music begins as they all dance up and down the streets, singing in all directions, and mostly to the caged animals1:

Play

(Yeah whats high
Ha
And what’s low
Whats up
Who
What’s happenin’
It’s B.O)

Derek-M:

Well if ya lookin’ for me
I’m probably in metropolis
I, I do this for the love
So this is non-profit shit I’m
I’m boardwalkin’
So you can call this monopoly
Obviously, my approach to music ain’t moderate
As my macaba spits
I am the anomaly
I love all my haters
Cuz my 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 stoppin’ me
Balanced and symmetrical
I guess I’m just geometry
Guess I’m just atomically built the way that I
Bomb on a beat
Bomb on a beat, you slide on a 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 tippin’ every second
Yeah we tightrope

Sky-M:

Baby baby whether you’re high or low
Baby whether you’re high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope
Now let me see you do the tightrope
And I’m still tippin’ on it

The goat:

Greetings, welcome to the meeting of the minds
That be thinking all the time
‘Bout defeating all the blind
Following, swallowing, drinking of the time-honored traditions of
Keeping in a line
I prefer to figure eight and Mandelbrot
Rock all night
‘Til the candles on my mantle stop
And it’s paid programmin’ on
Every single channel
Watch televised revolutionaries on the chapel top shouting
Down in Babylonian accounting
Medieval mathematics keep us average and amounting
But I surpassed that
I dropped out of they math class
I am, cuz I thought now my tightrope’s like a sidewalk back

Sky-M:

Baby baby whether you’re high or low
Baby whether you’re high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope
Now let me see you do the tightrope
Now now

Na na na na na na
I can bomb with the fellas
And rock a stage acapella, never!
Can you hear me, I am unpredictable like the weather
Ta ta ta talkin’ ’bout me I stay floatin’ like a feather
Jump on the elevator baby we on the next level
Album just dropped and I’ve been on a couple covers
Black and white tux, ain’t no need for no other colors
Ta ta ta talking ’bout, w-w-why don’t she change her clothes?
Well they ain’t seem to mind the last three times I posed in Vogue
Some people get high
And then some people get low
Well I’m gon’ keep it in the middle so my people can know
I’m the dawg, stand up tall
Cuz I’m talkin to y’all
I can’t pause, I balance all
Like I’m Dominique Dawes
And I’m gone!

High or low
Baby whether you’re high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope
Now let me see you do the tightrope

Baby baby whether you’re high or low
Baby whether you’re high or low
You got to tip on the tightrope
Now let me see you do the tightrope
And I’m still tippin’ on it

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1. Janelle Monae (feat. B.o.B and Lupe Fiasco) – Tightrope (Wondamix)

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