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)