[Intro: bandoneon breathes in, violin stabs, two heel stomps] [Verse 1: smooth confident male MC] Nine years I been leadin', palm flat on the small of your back Took the job in Denver, took the job in Tampa, and you packed Every box you ever taped, I wrote the city on the side in black Never asked you once. You never missed a step. I took that as a fact I pick the table, pick the wine, I pick the color of the walls You land right where I put you on the count of eight, and never fall Your mama says I'm bossy. Your mama's right, and so? Somebody's gotta steer it, or the whole floor's gonna go That's a tango, baby. Somebody leads, and somebody's led Eight counts and a turn, and you end up right where I said [Verse 2: fierce sharp female rapper] Somebody's led? Somebody's tired of goin' backwards in heels Doin' every step you did, in reverse. Go see how it feels Followin' ain't easy, sweetheart. Followin' is a skill I read the lean in your shoulder 'fore you knew you'd turn the wheel You call it leadin'. Honey, lead's a metal, and it's heavy Nine years haulin' yours around, and my ankles ain't been steady Tampa, I quit the firm. Denver, I quit the band Every city that you circled, I erased somethin' with my hand You think you're spinnin' me? I'm the reason you don't slip Every turn you ever bragged about, I saved your ass with my hip [Hook: duet, trading lines] [Male] I lead [Female] I follow [Male] Eight counts and you're mine [Female] Eight counts and I'm gone if you step on me one more time [Both] Lead and follow, lead and follow, somebody's gotta give [Female] Funny how the one who follows is the one who knows where we live [Bandoneon solo: bandoneon and violin argue, the kick drops out, only heels] [Verse 3: female rapper takes the lead, male MC answers, the music follows her] [Female] Switch. My hand on your back now. Feel that? That's a lead [Female] Chicago called me twice. This time we go at my speed [Male] Chicago? It's cold [Female] So's a man who never asked [Female] You're tapin' up the boxes, writin' cities on 'em, fast [Male] I'm goin' backwards in my loafers, and it's kinda nice [Female] Watch your feet. Don't fight it. Let the weight go. Don't think twice [Female] Hand on my shoulder, light. Don't grab it. That's it. Breathe [Male] Who taught you how to lead like this? [Female] You did. Nine years. I was watchin' from underneath [Male] I can feel which way you're turnin' 'fore you turn it [Female] That's called listenin', baby. Took nine years. Now you learned it [Final Hook: duet, roles reversed] [Female] I lead [Male] I follow [Female] Eight counts and you're mine [Male] Eight counts, and I'd follow you to Chicago any time [Both] Lead and follow, lead and follow, somebody's gotta give [Male] Funny how the one who follows finally knows where we live [Outro: bandoneon closes like a door, one heel stomp] [End]
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