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Mr. J. Medeiros

Jason Christopher Medeiros better known as Mr. J. Medeiros, is an American rapper, record producer, and songwriter. As well as releasing music under the name, Mr. J. Medeiros, he is responsible for forming the Hip Hop group The Procussions, is one half of the Hip Hop/Electronic duo AllttA, and the lead singer of Punk-Rap group thebandknives. He is of Portuguese and Scottish descent. Mr. J. has written music with such artists as 20Syl and French hip hop group Hocus Pocus (group), George "Spanky" McCurdy, Thomas Pridgen, Aaron Spears, Noel Zancanella, Randy Jackson, Marty James, Monte Nueble, Møme, Talib Kweli, Symbolyc One (S1), Illmind, Benny Cassette, and Caravan Palace, among others. more »

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I watched as my parents dreams got foreclosed 
Thought of my appearance can we afford clothes
Crazy to be a teen more ashamed to be seen in your jeans
Than to think they were auctioning your home 
And thats why they call it a ward-robe 
And that's why our wallets are all closed
When we think of all those orphans
No water and no home aint even got a quarter 
For chalk to draw those
And thee award goes to yo, I'm happy for you I'ma let you finish 
I got a problem with no Taylor can you help me fit in
300$ dollars for a pair just take a selfie in 'em
Few thousand followers to share in our unhealthy visions
Look around can you compare to our wealth and privilege
Conscious rap it's a conscious rap
Conscious rap it's a conscious rap 
Pious and pompous high on it's horses
Find me some causes and I'll rhyme about that
Right and wrong can't iron them flat
Writing a song can't fire a mac
Got one eye on the sparrow plus an eye on the bat
Gotta find a third eye for the track
Picture me winning a Grammy providing for my family
And then apologizing cus I aint black
Well nah I aint Mack though I get L's more with less sales
Rewind it back the more "L" is get sales 
Style the track for the majority who buy it like crack
For a songs the only sure way to fire a Mack
Alright maybe that was out of order 
Good cus I'm out of quarters
And awards are just a game you play with credit
So today I pay with credit cus my baby's needing feeding
And we out of formula
You know how babies need formulas
Weed, hoes, and some alcoholic buzz 
Or deep flows on how those are wrong for us
It's a need for those who long to trust
Anyone who keeps them from knowing that there all in us
These vices vices meaces mices
We all wanna piece till we mice in vice grips
We all want peace but we fight for rights 
Is it black or white when justice calls 
To judge us all she adjusts her balls 
This hermaphrodite to her bust we crawl 
But she tips the scale when the love is gone
When the love is gone the love is gone
Till you find it above below beyond 
Till you find it above below beyond
Ok so science dropped that atom bomb
Religion dropped that Adam bomb
You see what happens when reliant on an atoms bond
Find it above below beyond
Find it above below beyond
I was 8 up in that Section 8 and I should mention
Never felt ashamed putting change in that collection plate
Dad would hate when it clanged and that attention
Made it so he refrained from praying in any frame
That was built with the intention to guilt and place blame
To sit still and not face change
I'm saying if this will is free how can we make change
To pay a bill made out in our name
What a shame what a shame what a shame what a shame 
All messed up and got no one to blame
All dressed up and got nowhere to claim 
I say a human is a human aint a human the king 
Now who can blame me for my reasons reasons
I get so angry I'm seething seething
Funny they wanna hang me for things I believe in
When it's the only thing restraining me from kicking their teeth in
They say my music is too shameless must be the text 
It's drive its too aimless plus when you text and drive it's too dangerous
Must we conceptualize my toons till its lines are too Danish  
And argue till we all blue in our faces 
Till we all the same hue and we viewed as race-less 
I said race-less not racists face it
I wanted to be Black Thought but I gotta white face
Tell me can you have black thoughts with a white face
I was brought up on this music taught by its influence
So much I never thought it wasn't my place
You wanna know my race
Well its against time running rhymes with the hopes that you might chase 
I had high hopes in 9th grade see I was reading Malcolm 
Till some irate white faced know it alls came pounding 
On my thesis with a how come
Sorta cracked my glass bubble like they did with brass knuckles
And I lost two teeth in the outcome 
But I was a subject of public housing
Growing up on Public Enemy albums 
And I never feared a black planet damn it
All my heroes were black but it
Appears all my heroes could rap man it's a mind twist
Trying to define this obsession with the eyes to blind its owner
That's why I rhyme with I's cus I'm a loaner 
But when it comes to eyes guess I'm a donor
I got a blue eyed momma brown skinned pops
Got blue on my collar turning brown when it's hot
And it's hot and it's felt on the days
My credit cards denied for milk and eggs

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