Stand It Locksmith (Ft. Anesha)

And mama said "Tread lightly
Your skin color is fare you bread lightly.
What might seem like an advantage to some
May add vanity son and that can come back to bite me."
Fighting with my child hood other niggas would pester him
I swear to God I even thought I was Mexican
I messed around made a mess and found the mess
Was bound to expect a sound that would over drown and fester in
But either Way I had to leave the Bay
The only reason why niggas even believe today
And if I would've stayed, I probably would've played right in to the hands of these jealous niggas they keep at bey
But is all just semantics
I used to press up flyers and do van hits
Now your niggas pressing down the Van Wyck
I know you can't stand it. Right?

Hook:
And mama said "Tread lightly
Your skin color is fare you bread lightly
What might seem like an advantage to some
May add vanity son and that can come back to bite me."

Anesha:
Go against the grain I'm not in the crowd, the crowd, the crowd. Oh they could
Never break me down. They can't break me down down down