Lyrics Fire (feat. Vernon Caraway) - Micah Bournes
If
I
had
my
way
little
children
If
I
had
my
way
I'd
tear
that
building
down
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
little
children
If
I
had
my
way
I'd
tear
the
building
down
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
I'd
tear
the
building
down
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
I'd
tear
the
building
down
down
Tear
the
building
down
I'd
tear
the
building
down
Lemme
hit
you
wit
a
riddle
If
a
school
get
cheddar
From
the
neighborhood
tax
And
the
neighborhood
po
Guess
who
get
a
better
education
Privileged
or
the
youth
from
the
ghetto
If
I
had
my
way
as
a
young
kid
Creativity
woulda
never
been
elective
Everybody
paint
Everybody
poetry
Everybody
take
design
and
photography
Home
economics
Hip
hop
history
How
to
make
a
supa
dupa
stupid
hot
beat
Everybody
drama
Everybody
yoga
Everybody
meditate
until
the
class
over
Everybody
plants
a
community
garden
Everybody
talks
to
a
therapist
often
Everybody
got
teachers
that
look
like
them
Everybody
reads
authors
of
colorful
skin
Aint
nobody
gotta
pass
standardized
tests
Cause
they
prejudice
and
never
measure
Our
intelligence
Only
our
ability
to
follow
the
assimilation
Try
to
tell
us
if
we
didn't
then
we'll
never
make
it
Kids
like
me
feelin
stupid
When
the
truth
is
I
could
spit
so
hard
Not
gettin
into
Harvard
But
I
got
a
lot
to
offer
Set
flame
to
my
report
card
If
I
had
my
way
I'd
bulldoze
a
tank
Straight
over
the
schoolhouse
gate
Ms
Frizzle
wit
da
bus
Everybody
load
up
Every
day
is
a
fieldtrip
day
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
I'd
tear
the
building
down
down
Tear
the
building
down
I'd
tear
the
building
down
No
one
with
a
chemical
addiction
Need
to
be
in
prison
Just
because
they
caught
With
the
drug
they
are
dependent
Punishing
the
sickly
Whoa
Callin
it
a
justice
system
Nope
If
you
got
a
mental
health
condition
You
don't
need
conviction
You
deserve
some
medical
attention
Shout
out
the
Critical
Resistance
Fighting
for
the
demolition
Of
the
prison
business
Rich
men
makin
big
bank
Off
of
inmates
who
workin
for
slave
wage
Judges
and
the
cops
Is
playin
the
same
game
The
more
that
they
lock
up
The
more
that
they
get
paid
Black
man
gettin
more
time
Than
a
white
man
who
commit
The
exact
same
crime
Black
man
reachin
for
his
ID
dies
White
man
take
a
dozen
children's
lives
Still
somehow
they
arrest
him
alive
Unreal
how
they
don't
even
conceal
their
bias
Killin
black
folk
like
a
roach
or
fly
Protect
and
serve
is
a
joke
and
a
lie
Skurrd
for
my
life
when
they
flash
them
lights
If
I
had
my
way
every
cop
get
fired
Every
prison
replaced
with
a
safe
space
For
the
addicts
and
the
violent
to
rehabilitate
Penitentiary
a
deceptive
name
Put
you
in
a
cage
make
you
more
humane
If
I
had
my
way
I
would
tear
this
thang
Right
down
to
its
racist
roots
Put
ya
picks
to
the
fro
and
ya
boots
to
flo
And
ya
fist
to
the
baby
blue
It's
the
new
Jim
Crow
But
the
same
negroes
And
we
still
bout
that
revolu
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
If
I
had
my
way
I'd
tear
the
building
down
down
Tear
the
building
down
I'd
tear
the
building
down
Stubborn
hope
but
you
know
I
don't
be
runnin
from
truth
Young
black
boy
everybody
gunnin
for
you
Yeah
I'm
preachin
to
the
choir
Cause
you
livin
it
too
Piss
poor
education
in
a
crumbling
school
State
of
the
art
prison
Waitin
to
get
full
Of
bodies
with
dark
pigment
They
claimin
it's
just
law
And
order
but
percentage
Of
brothas
incarcerated
severely
exaggerated
Compared
to
our
population
I'm
impatient
and
sick
of
the
hatred
Make
it
into
college
they
try
to
assimilate
ya
Only
black
boy
on
my
dorm
room
floor
What
I
come
here
for
Now
I'm
really
unsure
Every
level
up
A
little
more
isolated
From
the
melanated
village
that
it
takes
to
raise
me
Woke
up
like
Why
am
I
stressin
To
labor
at
a
table
as
the
token
exception
Don't
want
a
blessin
if
it's
only
for
me
I'm
dismantling
the
evil
of
american
dreams
Demolition
to
whatever
keep
my
people
in
chains
Poverty
and
ignorance
Forget
the
gradual
change
They
been
sayin
that
for
centuries
and
still
we
remain
On
the
bottom
of
the
barrel
I
aint
playin
they
games
Tear
the
house
down
every
time
I
step
on
a
stage
Set
the
roof
on
flame
with
this
African
rage
If
I
had
my
way
Everything
would
be
okay
You
won't
have
to
die
today
If
I
had
my
way
No
more
crying
nor
Will
there
be
no
pain
If
I
had
my
way
It'll
never
be
no
war
We
aint
gotta
play
that
game
If
I
had
my
way
We
aint
gotta
burn
this
place
Everybody
love
my
race
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