Look Over Your Shoulder (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Yeah, I know, it's been a minute

Don't you know?

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Whenever you need me

Just look, just over your shoulders

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Yeah, you need me (woo)

I wrote my first bars in the car with Stacy

How bizarre, my battle scars at large would lace me

Big marbles, nigga

I lead this new generation, boy, don't argue with us

Marvelous beat selectors, authors, and novel spitters

And it's all for the literature

And it's all for the hideous, the nastiest flows, the Chlamydia, uh

I ain't afraid to say I need you, ah, yeah (hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop)

I promise I'd never leave you, ah, yeah

My life is like 12 open mics of hopeless notes I write

For sure, my folks unite soon as the flow get nice

The poltergeist that scare emcees, my prototype for every

My share of deeds and R.I.P.s

You know my type of style is like my everything

Apparently, my appetite stay famished

Bite no hand that feed

The culture vulture die and bleed

My focus hold these thoughts and dreams

Control this pen (look over your shoulder)

Boldest lines of rhymes and things

Devote my time and mind it seems

I'm 'posed to shine, remind I'm king

Provoke the blind and bomb the fiends

The pros, the cons, the diamond rings

I'm full with time but I'ma bring

The soul divine and cross between

What's yours and mines, the gold, the green

The ropes that show just what it mean

Then grab Shakur right by the wing

And fly before my vocals (scream)

For hip-hop, look at my Ziploc

Bag full of goodies, you Chris Rock

Hit the Pookie and pit stops

Since tube socks, baby, you a hell of a drug

Just look over your shoulders when they fuck you over, it's love

I know ya (woo)

Don't you know, baby?

Don't you know, baby?

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Whenever you need me

Just look, just over your shoulders

Whenever you need me

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Yeah, yeah, you need me (woo)

Shhh, look over your shoulder, get me?

'Cause I done bodied the game to the point niggas scared to rap with me

Kept burnin' 'til they anointed me one of the kings of Black history

And yes, I see the game is a little different, niggas lack simply

Them bars and I spit 'em like darts 'til they puncture your kidney

You trash, and it don't matter how much you gon' try to convince me

And you gon' make my gun cock and talk a whole 'nother way, yo

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (woo)

I am the Buddha, the Ali Baba, the believer-er maker

So pristine, the dice roll from under my sleeve when I shake 'em

So rude, I'm so ice-cold, but I'm what you need to just wake 'em

All them crowns and medals on the wall waitin' for me to just take 'em

When I arrive, my theme music got a pound to it

And when I leave, even my shadow got a sound to it

'Cause I'm the god of the harder, the martyr, the father

I spit a saliva that's leaking a lava

Completin' the saga while meetin' and greetin'

And beating you niggas, completely conquer

Extremely bark on a nigga, you see me

And deeply carve up a nigga, believe me

Graffiti your armor, you heebie, you jeebie

Bikini your broad up (you guinea pig)

See me, now give me the startup and treat me

You greet me and meet me with arms up

So sweet when I speak, have a seat, it was deep

I was sleep, now the god's up, hmm

Upholding the fundamentals, while most of you boast a rental

Focus on what's most essential, spit bars to provoke your mental

Do I have your entendimiento?

While I clap these raps like thunders

Look over your shoulder, boy, and wonder (woo)

Don't you know, baby? (Ooh, whoa)

Don't you know, baby? (Mm, oh, yeah)

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Whenever you need me (when you need me)

Just look, just over your shoulders

Whenever you need me (whenever you need me)

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Yeah, you need me (woo)

Don't you know, baby?

Don't you know, baby?

Just look over your shoulders, honey

Whenever you need me (that's right)

He got catalog, you understand? (Just look, just over your shoulders)

This is the motherfucking human iPod out this motherfucker, okay?

He can go all day (go all day)