Just look over your shoulders, honey
Yeah, I know, it's been a minute
Got to know
Just look over your shoulders, honey
Just look over your shoulders, honey
Yeah, I know, it's been a minute
Got to 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: Kendrick Lamar]
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, ugh
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, they 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
Supposed to shine, remind I'm king
Provoke the blind and bomb the fiends
The pros, the cons of diamond rings
I'm full of time but I'ma bring
The soul divine and cross between
What's yours and mines, the goal, the green
The roads 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 piss 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
[Chorus: Michael Jackson]
(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)
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes & Michael Jackson]
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
Woah-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 and 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 attendamiento?
While I clap these raps like thunders
Look over your shoulder, boy, and wonder
[Chorus: Michael Jackson & Nikki Grier]
(Woo) Don't you know, baby? (Ooh, woah)
Don't you know, baby? (Mhm, mhn, 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 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: Chris Rock & Michael Jackson]
That's right
He got catalogue, you understand? (Just look— Just over your shoulders)
This is the motherfucking human iPod out this motherfucker, okay?
He can go all day
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
是的，我知道，它是一个分钟
才知道
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
当你需要我
只是看，就在你的肩膀上
当你需要我
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
是的，你需要我（胡）
[诗歌1：肯德里克拉马尔]
我写我的第一条在车上与斯泰西
如何怪异，我的战争的伤痕在大会花边我
大弹珠，黑人
我领导这个新的一代，男孩，不与我们争论
奇妙的节拍选择，作者和小说吐痰
和它的所有文献
而这一切都为可怕
最恶劣的流动时，衣原体，唉
我也不怕说我需要你
啊，是啊（街舞，嘻哈，嘻哈）
我保证我永远不会离开你，啊，是啊
我的生命是无望的笔记我写这样12开启话筒
可以肯定，我的父母很快万众一心的流动结好
在吵闹鬼吓着司仪，我的原型为每
我的事迹和R.I.P.s的份额
你知道我喜欢的类型的风格就像是我的一切
很显然，我的胃口，他们饿坏
咬没有手饲料
文化秃鹫模具和出血
我的重点持有这些想法和梦想
控制这种笔（看你的肩膀上）
童谣和事物的最大胆的线条
奉献我的时间和心思似乎
照理光泽，提醒我是王
挑起盲目和炸弹恶魔
利弊，钻石戒指的利弊
我充满了时间，但我是把
灵魂和神之间的交叉
你叫什么名字和地雷，目标，绿色
这表明刚才是什么意思道路
然后抓住由机翼派克权
而我的前主唱飞（呐喊）
对于街舞，看我的保鲜袋
一大袋好吃的东西，你克里斯洛克
打Pookie和停止小便
由于筒袜，宝宝，你药物的地狱
只要看看在你的肩膀上，当他们去你妈了，它的爱
我知道，你
[合唱：迈克尔·杰克逊]
（胡）难道你不知道吗，宝贝？
难道你不知道吗，宝贝？
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
当你需要我
只是look-就在你的肩膀上
当你需要我
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
是啊是啊，你需要我（胡）
[诗2：Busta押韵＆杰克逊]
嘘，看你的肩膀上，听到了吗？
因为我做了浓郁的游戏吓得说唱音乐与我的地步黑鬼
保持燃尽的，直到他们膏我黑历史的国王之一
是的，我看到的比赛是有点不同的，黑鬼缺乏简单
他们的酒吧和我吐'时间像飞镖，直到他们刺穿你的肾
你垃圾和你多么会去试图说服我来说并不重要
你坤“让我的枪公鸡，并谈了整个”诺特尔方式，哟
哇哦，哦，哦，哦（雨）
我佛，阿里巴巴，信徒-ER制造商
那么质朴，从我的袖子下掷骰子时，我甩掉他们
这么粗鲁，我很冰冷，但我需要刚刚睡醒“时间是什么
所有这些冠和奖牌墙上等着我只取“时间
当我到达时，我的主题音乐获得了一斤吧
当我离开的时候，连我的影子有一个声音给它
因为我越努力，烈士的神，父亲
我吐了多数民众赞成渗出熔岩口水
Completin'传奇，而meetin'和greetin'
而打你完全而治之黑鬼
在一个黑人非常树皮，你看我
并深入瓜分了一个黑人，相信我
涂鸦你的盔甲，你heebie，你jeebie
比基尼你宽阔起来（你豚鼠）
见我，现在给我的启动和对待我
你问候我，并用双臂迎接我
所以，当我说话甜，有一个座位，这是深
我睡觉，现在上帝的了，嗯
坚持基本面，而你们中的大多数都拥有出租
专注于什么是最重要的，吐吧挑起你的精神
我有你的attendamiento？
虽然我拍这些斥责像擂鼓
看你的肩膀，男孩，奇迹
[合唱：迈克尔·杰克逊＆尼克格里尔]
（胡）难道你不知道吗，宝贝？ （访谈，哇）
难道你不知道吗，宝贝？ （MHM，MHN，是啊）
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
当你需要我（如果你需要我）
只是look-就在你的肩膀上
当你需要我（当你需要我）
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
是啊是啊，你需要我（胡）
难道你不知道吗，宝贝？
难道你不知道吗，宝贝？
就在看你的肩膀，蜂蜜
当你需要我
[结尾：克里斯·洛克与迈克尔·杰克逊]
那就对了
他得到了目录，你明白吗？ （只是look-就在你的肩膀）
这是他妈的人类的iPod出这个狗娘养的，好吗？
他可以走了一整天