Lyrics Tightrope Walkers - Zach Menshouse

All the way up, Yeah
All the way up, Yeah
All the way up, Yeah
All the way up

Ya′ll don't wanna see me up
Ya′ll just wanna see me fall
Ya'll don't wanna see me up
Ya′ll just wanna see me fall
Ya′ll don't wanna see me up
Ya′ll just wanna see me fall
Ya'll don′t wanna see me up
Ya'll don′t wanna see me up

Ya'll don't wanna see me up
Ya′ll just wanna see me fall
On the straight and narrow
Got to focus on my call
Climbing to these heights
Keep on moving never stall
Trying to keep my balance
I ain′t looking down at ya'll
We some tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers, tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers, tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers, tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers

I know who guides my steps, don′t need no safety nets
I learn my best upon this deck like I'm a Navy vet
I know my mission and my cause and boy it′s driving me
You see my flesh up on the line but not the power inside of me
Take a little minute won't you take another photo
I′m in it 'til I win it then I end it then I go home
An artist here regardless, play the part of Marco Polo
Kick it for the Three-in-One, my squad is at the goalpost
Reborn with a purpose, it's urgent, making my move
If you take me by my surface, I′m certain my turn to lose
Keep on walking and talking that hope, though they′re rocking the boat
This music's therapeutic just use it to cope
Yeah we′re broke, need a Maker to take us keep us afloat
If we want that Kingdom life then we've got to cross that moat
Cause these lines in the circus man, they don′t play
Yeah we beat these Bibles like they're 808s
This music′s for the Father like we pray on tapes
Don't be looking for the crowd man, cause they're gon′ hate

Ya′ll don't wanna see me up
Ya′ll just wanna see me fall
On the straight and narrow
Got to focus on my call
Climbing to these heights
Keep on moving never stall
Trying to keep my balance
I ain't looking down at ya′ll
We some tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers, tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers, tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers, tightrope walkers
Tightrope walkers

I'm on some other stuff, know I live by the code that′ll break ya
Walkin' the walk while the rest of them talk, God's gonna come and block off they′re tracheas
They keep on running their mouth but got nothing to say
Life and death′s in the tongue, son they be digging graves
I'm on the stuff for the Kingdom, slave to the King but He handed me freedom
Pleading the blood in the land of the heathen, stand on the Word when I′m serving them Jesus
I'm on that fertile ground, hurdle rounds, it′s open season
I know the dopest King who died to give us hope and meaning
I'm on the illa team, ya′ll Philistines get guillotined
The thrilla in Manilla, ya'll gon' feel the sting like killer bees
Ain′t feeling the world, Billie Jean, girl, rep the King, church still His queen
The Messiah lift me higher, I′m a Flyer like that Philly team