Junior Reid - If It Was Up II Me lyrics

[Intro - Junior Reid ad libs] [Verse 1 - Bun B] I hear we livin in the last days (days), it's revelation And you best get right with God (God) or else Hell is waitin The world is comin to an end, every day is a storm Or a flood or tsunamis (damn), this sh** ain't the norm We've got Katrina and Rita, minds keep collapsing With the fires and mud slides, I'm like "what's happening?" Got the kids in the school gettin raped and molested Underfunded, under protected, no wonder they tested In the lowest damn percentage rate (rate) And my city is damn near the lowest in the state (state) You can equate that to the state funds that ain't breakin down right Rich districts get more and poor ones get less and it just don't sound right (nope) So I'm fittin to pound right on the doors of my city hall And kick them hoes down (down), they k**in my city y'all We need to get my people back to where they should be And since nobody else gon' do it, it's gon' have to be me, mayne [Hook - Junior Reid] - w/ ad libs If it was up to me ? the community And if it was up to me You could have ended the war between 2Pac and B.I.G And if it was up to me ? China, ? Pimp C If it was up to me ? HIV [Verse 2 - Bun B] First of all the projects is f**ed up and it ain't just with the d** We got more problems than the dealers and thugs They usin lead-based paint and asbestos is k**in us We tell them to fix it up but they just ain't feelin us They rather kick 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 a few sell crack sh**, the rest ain't do nothin wrong, what the f**'s up with that? They say that one rotten apple can spoil the whole bunch But we talkin about 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 yo' a** on the case "Development is good for the hood", yeah that's what you tellin us But b**h you on the payroll of the builders and developers f** what you sellin us, pipe dreams for s**ers You can take that 'round the corner to them other motherf**ers, mayne [Break - Junior Reid] So much youth they sacrifice Just to live in Paradise Play they tricks and tell they lies (I know-ow) It's sad to see how they treat the poor Have so much and still want more I see my people every day on the floor [Hook] - w/ ad libs [Verse 3 - Bun B] It's time to educate the people mayne, free school and college (college) So everybody across the board can get the same knowledge Education leads to jobs (jobs) and jobs k** poverty And no more poverty means we makin money, obviously Everybody gettin money, everybody smilin (smilin) Motherf**ers ain't eatin, then motherf**ers wildin (wildin) Matter fact speakin of eatin, let's feed the homeless in America Let these other folks handle they own sh** How I'm a clean your house and mine still dirty? (dirty) How I'm a feed yo' kids while mine sit thirsty? (thirsty) And speakin of the kids we need to spend some more time with 'em Can't turn 'em loose in the streets (why?) cause they dyin in 'em (damn) And all this naked head s**, man you trippin f** love, I'm lovin life you ain't gon' catch ya boy slippin (slippin) You say ya boy trippin, I'm just keepin it G Cause you can see how good the world would be if it was up to me mayne [Hook] - w/ ad libs [Break - Junior Reid] So much youth they sacrifice Just to live in Paradise Play they tricks and tell they lies (I know-ow)