conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Look Over Your Shoulder with the following description: “Look Over Your Shoulders” is a collaboration between Kendrick Lamar, Busta Rhymes and Nikki.
  The song samples The Jackson 5’s “I’ll Be There” and is said to have been created in April 2016.
  The song was first teased in late-2017 when Music Mafia put the song up for auction. It leaked online on September 29, 2018; an alternate version with a different instrumental leaked on June 27, 2019.
  In October 2020, a remastered version of the song was revealed to be the 19th track on Busta’s new album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Michael Jackson & 
  Busta 
  Rhymes
  ]
  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: Kendrick Lamar & 
  Michael
   Jackson
  ]
  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 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
  I know ya (
  Woo
  ) [Chorus: Michael Jackson]
  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 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
  ) [Chorus: Michael Jackson & 
  Nikki Grier
  ]
  Don't you know, baby?
   (
  Ooh, woah
  )
  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: Chris Rock & 
  Michael Jackson
  ]
  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)