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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
Jackson 5
Sampled Artist
Brian Bennett
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Smith
Songwriter
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Songwriter
Dominick Lamb
Songwriter
H. Davis
Songwriter
B. Gordy
Songwriter
W. Hutchison
Songwriter
B. West
Songwriter
B. Bennett
Songwriter
Busta Rhymes
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nottz
Producer
Delanie Leyden
Assistant Engineer
Gonzalo Contreras
Engineer
Rick St. Hilaire
Mixing Engineer
Shane Goodridge
Assistant Engineer
Nicole Dos Santos
Assistant Engineer
Busta Rhymes
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
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)
[Verse 1]
I wrote my first bars in the car with Stacy
How bizarre, my battle scars at large would lace me
Big marbles, ****
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 twelve 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
Woo
I know ya
[Chorus]
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)
[Verse 2]
Shhh, look over your shoulder, get me?
'Cause I done bodied the game to the point **** scared to rap with me
Kept burnin' till they anointed me one of the kings of Black history
And yes, I see the game is a little different, **** lack simply
Them bars and I spit 'em like darts till 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
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 ****, completely conquer
Extremely bark on a ****, you see me
And deeply carve up a ****, 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
[Chorus]
Don't you know, baby?
Ooh, whoa
Don't you know, baby?
Mhm, 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
[Outro]
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)
Written by: B. Bennett, B. Gordy, B. West, Dominick Lamb, H. Davis, John Cameron, Kendrick Duckworth, T. Smith, W. Hutchison, Willie Hutch