"Huh??...." i say "Your father is Michael Jackson" says mother
*in LA*
*phone rings* "Hello this is Janet Jackson" "Hi Aunt Janet" says a familiar voice "Paris! how are you?" "Im good...I need to ask you something though..." "Sure anything" "Have you ever had a feeling that we have an unknown relative???" "...Sometimes yes...why?" "Prince is having the same feeling..he even sinabi that daddy had the same feelling..." "Wow..." "I called Aunt LaToya and she sinabi the same thing..." "Well I dont know what to tell you...no one knows the future but God alone..." "Your right...well thats all i wanted to know" "Ok..i pag-ibig you Paris" "Love you more..Bye!" "Bye bye" *hangs up phone* Paris is on her way to the living room until Prince calls for her "Hey can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure Prince wassup?" "Its about the "supposingly" unknown relative" "Ok" "The feeling now its as if....she knows who she is now" "Oh so now its a girl? how can you be so sure?" "I dont know...look im just telling you what im feeling.." "Ok...did you get anything from the uncles or cousins?" asks Paris "Only a few felt the same..." says Prince..."Oh...Aunt Janet and Aunt LaToya sinabi they felt the same" "Really? wow..." "Yeah...maybe we really do have an unknown relative...i wonder what relation" says Paris...Prince just shrugs his shoulders
*at home*
"THE Michael Jackson?!" i ask "Yes Kierra...THE one and ONLY Michael Jackson..." says Mother "Are you two just pulling my leg??" i ask "No..." "Oh my GOD!" i say ploping myself on my bed..."And he doesnt know right?" i ask "No he doesnt..." says Mom..."Perfect!" i say sarcasticly..."Im sorry I didnt tell you befo-" "STOP! you arent sorry mother! you would've told me this a long time nakaraan if you didnt want me to feel this way!" i say with tears streaming down my face...Mother pulls me in for a hug to apologise but i pull away "Leave me ALONE!" there was nothing left to do..so Ren and Mother leave me be...i crawl into my kama without bothering to even put on my pjs...i cry myself to sleep..."Why??" i ask myself before falling asleep
To be Continued...
*in LA*
*phone rings* "Hello this is Janet Jackson" "Hi Aunt Janet" says a familiar voice "Paris! how are you?" "Im good...I need to ask you something though..." "Sure anything" "Have you ever had a feeling that we have an unknown relative???" "...Sometimes yes...why?" "Prince is having the same feeling..he even sinabi that daddy had the same feelling..." "Wow..." "I called Aunt LaToya and she sinabi the same thing..." "Well I dont know what to tell you...no one knows the future but God alone..." "Your right...well thats all i wanted to know" "Ok..i pag-ibig you Paris" "Love you more..Bye!" "Bye bye" *hangs up phone* Paris is on her way to the living room until Prince calls for her "Hey can I talk to you for a minute?" "Sure Prince wassup?" "Its about the "supposingly" unknown relative" "Ok" "The feeling now its as if....she knows who she is now" "Oh so now its a girl? how can you be so sure?" "I dont know...look im just telling you what im feeling.." "Ok...did you get anything from the uncles or cousins?" asks Paris "Only a few felt the same..." says Prince..."Oh...Aunt Janet and Aunt LaToya sinabi they felt the same" "Really? wow..." "Yeah...maybe we really do have an unknown relative...i wonder what relation" says Paris...Prince just shrugs his shoulders
*at home*
"THE Michael Jackson?!" i ask "Yes Kierra...THE one and ONLY Michael Jackson..." says Mother "Are you two just pulling my leg??" i ask "No..." "Oh my GOD!" i say ploping myself on my bed..."And he doesnt know right?" i ask "No he doesnt..." says Mom..."Perfect!" i say sarcasticly..."Im sorry I didnt tell you befo-" "STOP! you arent sorry mother! you would've told me this a long time nakaraan if you didnt want me to feel this way!" i say with tears streaming down my face...Mother pulls me in for a hug to apologise but i pull away "Leave me ALONE!" there was nothing left to do..so Ren and Mother leave me be...i crawl into my kama without bothering to even put on my pjs...i cry myself to sleep..."Why??" i ask myself before falling asleep
To be Continued...
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon
Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon
Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon
Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon
Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon
Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon
Gone Too Soon
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Smooth Criminal's fashion
Thriller's famous jacket
you know i think Michael really wanted to change the world. you can tell because of his songs like man in the mirror,heal the heal world,earth song,black or white,and they don't care about us. and it is so sad that he pasted and when i looked at the video they don't care about us i really started to cry becuase is was so happy to see all the people that loved him and saw him. i mean he was and still the king of pop. i mean Michael had kids,family, and fans and Michael song you are not alone in so meaningful atfer his death. :( I pag-ibig YOU MICHAEL!!!
bass note, treble, stereo control, how low you go
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
You feel I'm real
I'm everything you need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two or three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, rotate, too hot
You feel I'm real
I'm everything you need, so tell me what's the deal
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two or three, when I reach I can go 'till I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
Chorus
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what you say don't overload
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
There were no albums bigger than Thriller and Bad, and Jackson seemed to be just entering his prime as an artist.
In hindsight, considering the astonishing heights he hit in the 1980s, maybe there was nowhere to go but down. On tuktok of the world profeessionally, his persional affairs increasingly came under the microscope and seemed to gradually bleed the life and vibrancy out of the mercurial artist.
The new decade sarted off with Jackson in the studio, recording his new album, Dangerous. Jackson had recently signed a 15-years, six-record deal with sony, and if the singer was able to deliver sales numbers comparable to what he posted in the 1980s, the deal was estimated to have an earing power of up to $1 billion.
Dangerous got off to a great start-it debuted at number one and quickly outpaced the sales of Bad.
Here come ol' flat tuktok
He come groovin' up slowly
He's got Joo Joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He's got toe siksikan football
He's got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together
right now
over me
He bag production
He's got walrus gum-boot
He's got Ono sideboard
He one spinal kraker
He got feet down through his knees
Hold you in his walang kibo
You can feel his disease
Come together
right now
over me
He roller coaster
He's got early warning
He's got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good looking
'cause he's so hard to see
Come together
right now
over me
He come groovin' up slowly
He's got Joo Joo eyeball
He one holy roller
He got hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine
He's got toe siksikan football
He's got monkey finger
He shoot Coca-Cola
He say "I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together
right now
over me
He bag production
He's got walrus gum-boot
He's got Ono sideboard
He one spinal kraker
He got feet down through his knees
Hold you in his walang kibo
You can feel his disease
Come together
right now
over me
He roller coaster
He's got early warning
He's got muddy water
He one Mojo filter
He say "One and one and one is three"
Got to be good looking
'cause he's so hard to see
Come together
right now
over me
