Pref1x - Micheal Jackson tribute lyrics

They say that things just can not grow Beneath the winters snow So I have been told VERSE 1 I first met your voice one summer I was 8 Dancing in my Ninja Turtle underwear at 8 In the morning when I heard the radio play Beat It remixed by the DJ of the day Yo it gave me chills the first time I listened to Thriller Listening to it now I can feel them they're still there The album was a significant pillar The King of Pop has risen I can feel that your still here Before Nas had his one love, Mike Jack had his one glove The smoothest of criminals, The use of a little Choreography proved you could do it original You got a lot of bad rep for stuff that I didn't understand But from a fan's stand point now I understand It's easy, to point the finger at another man So it was pointed at you by the other man (Chorus) They say that things just cannot grow Beneath the winters snow Or so I have been told They say we're buried far Just like a Distant Star I simply cannot hold VERSE 2 What more can I say to you Michael J. Jackson You were like Michael Bay the way you brought the action by dancin' By the age 12 you were frantic You had a million fans but still felt abandoned And Joe Jack didn't help it by standin' Watchin' you rehearse with a belt in hand For when you mess up. He was so quick to use it Sounds like a difficult way to make your music Your melodies gave me great amusement But it's hard to have a famous face when you hate the way you view it; So I don't blame you for the changes you've Made your face go through I've embraced the faces of you Each one's representing different fazes of you It would be amazing to explain it to you But I can't so I'll send you a prayer And every time I write now I'll pretend you are here Chorus VERSE 3 It opens up scars when stars meet the pressure Even Heath couldn't read between the ledgers He just wanted to sleep. Now he sleeps forever Some may you both R.IP. together Ed McMahon is up there now to give a big hand He is funny, but it's not funny how this is man It's not fair at all, so may my tears and droplets Fall through the nozzles of this Farrah Fawcett This prison you live in won't let you leave It too a cardiac arrest to set you free Thankyou for the records that you left for me May you trade in your red jacket for a set of wings Michael Jackson, more than a popular name You're an influence of whom knew not what you made Now sharin' a spot with 2pac in his place Too fly, you probably moonwalk through the gates Too fly, you probably moonwalk through the gates Too fly, you probably moonwalk through the gates You're amongst of the greats This is the pa**ing of an icon No more flashing of your icons This is the pa**ing of an icon No more flashing of your icons Chorus x3