Bun B - If It Was Up to Me lyrics

I hear we livin' in the last days Its revelation and you best get right with god Or else is waitin', the world is comin' to an end Everyday is a storm or a flood, tsunamis, this sh** ain't the norm We got Katrina and Rita minds keep collapsing With the fires and mud slides, I'm like whats happenin' Got the kids in the school gettin' raped and molested Under-funded, unprotected no wonder they tested And the lowest percentage rate, In my city damn near the lowest in the state You can equate that to the state funds That ain't breakin' down right, Rich districts get more and poor ones less, and it just don't sound right So I'm fittin' to pound right on the doors of my city hall And kick them doors down, they k**in' my city yall We need to get my people back to where they should be And since nobody else is gonna do it its gonna have to be me [Chorus: Junior Reid] If it was up to me, No gun, no crack, or who*e could of comin' in our community If it was up to me, You couldn't have no war between Tupac and B.I.G If it was up to me, They couldn't lock up Shyne and they couldn't lock up Emcee If it was up to me, You wouldn't have no aids and you wouldn't have no H.I.V First of all the projects is f**ed up And it ain't just with the d**, We got more problems than just the dealers and thugs They using lead based paint, and investments is k**ing us We tell 'em to fix it up but they just ain't feelin' us They rather kicks us out and tear it down to the ground So they can put up a parking lot, a mall, or some condos Condemn the whole place cause if you sell crack sh** the rest ain't do nothin' wrong, what the f**s up with that They say one rotten apple can spoil the whole bunch But we talkin' bout some people not apples, this ain't lunch Make me wanna punch a politician dead in his face You say you represent my district, get your a** on the case Development is good for the hood yeah thats what you tellin' us But b**h you on the pay roll of the builders and developers f** what you sellin' us, pipe dreams for s**ers You can take that around the corner to them other motherf**ers man So much youth they sacrifice Just to live in paradise Play they tricks and tell they lies I know Its hurting to see how they treat the poor They have so much and still they still want more I see my people everyday on the floor [Chorus] Its time to educate the people man, free school and college So everybody cross the border can get the same knowledge education leads to jobs and jobs k** poverty And no more poverty means we makin' money obviously Everybody makin' money everybody smilin' Motherf**ers ain't eatin', them motherf**ers wildin' Matter fact speakin' of eatin' lets feed the homeless in America Let these motherf**ers handle their own sh** How am I gonna clean your house, and mine still dirty How am I gonna feed your kids, and mine still thirsty And speakin' of the kids we need to spend some more time with 'em Cant turn 'em loose in the streets, cause they dying in 'em And all this naked a** s** man you trippin', f** love Im livin life you aint gonna catch your boy slippin' You say your boy trippin', I'm just keepin' in it G Cause you could see how good the world would be if it was up to me [Chorus] So much youth they sacrifice Just to live in paradise Play they tricks and tell they lies I know