Mr. J. Medeiros Umpire State Lyrics

Verse 1

“There must have been about a thousand pounds of housing
found drowning in the flood
The sound of trusted men are counting down the hour
frowns the sun
Around the pounding of the blades the helicopters made
Be it a bomb or promenade see it the momas wana save
Then drop upon us on the shades the fear of honesty
A tear for harmony alarming me a Honda beeps the lottery
I’m joking like they on to me cars play the martyr
Broken windows say I’m starving but the bars say don’t
bother
And I’m hollering this words reciting Sara Conner With the calling of the birds on bikes Americana’s
Feeding night its marijuana they light it on the corner
With a sidekick and a quarter for the phone and further
orders
Could have grown before it caught up in the home were he
was brought up
Shot till he dropped dormant then his property got bought
up
Yo there’s metal in the streets for every body they
reported
Heard the devil in their sleep say they were properly
deported”

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