Beyoncé met Michael Jackson when she was 15, he was 17. Both coming from strict religious backgrounds they had to hide their relationship and love for each other away from their parents and family.
With the abuse that Michael witnessed in his home...
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(This outfit but just without the hat)
"This is gon' be a medley of some my greatest hits... ya'll ready???" I scream "Jay, lets go get them" I announce as fireworks surround the stage making it difficult for the crowd to see me and Jay. When the fireworks die down, Jay and I are already in the stage stood still, looking out to the crowd with us holding hands. The crowd goes wild making me inwardly smile.
"If ya'll know these songs shout it as loud as you can" Jay informs the crowd making them scream as the music to crazy in love starts. As soon as it starts I strut around the stage as more dancers come into the stage to dance with me.
I fall to the stage ground on purpose as part of the routine I kick my leg up in the air on the beat and lower it down bending it over my other "I look and stare so deep in your eyes I touch on you more and more every time" I swivel on the ground and go into my knees rotating my hips sexually "When you leave, I'm begging you not to go" I stroke my hand on my thigh in a sexual manner then throw my left hand up in the air Putting two fingers up, then three. "Call your name two, three times in a row" another beat booms through the speakers and I lay back down again on my side as a dancer dances next to me "Such a funny thing for me to try to explain How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame, yeah" I sing then grab the dancers hand as he pulls me up "'Cause I know I don't understand Just how your love can do what no one else can" I strut around the stage and go to the centre as my voice blasts through the speakers as I dance to the chorus of my song.
Jay walks over to me and starts rapping as I dance around him "Young 'Hov, y'all know when the flow is loco Young B and the R-O-C, uh oh (oh) Ol' G, big homey, the one and only Stick bony, but the pocket is fat like Tony Soprano (oh no) The ROC handle like Van Axel I shake phonies, man, you can't get next to The genuine article, I do not sing though I sling though, if anything, I bling yo A star like Ringo, war like a Green Beret Crazy bring ya whole set Jay Z in the range, crazy and deranged They can't figure him out, they like, "Hey, is he insane?" Yessir, I'm cut from a different cloth My texture is the best fur, chinchilla (Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no) I been iller than chain smokers How you think I got the name Hova? (Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no) I been realer, the game's over (Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no) Fall back, young, ever since I made the change over (Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no) To platinum the game's been wrap, one"
The smoke and fireworks come from the front of the stage making the crowd go wild as the music changes.
I start singing to 'heard about us' while jay walks around bopping out to my voice on stage while waving at some fans.
"Pull up, hop out, wreck Got no time, but we got Patek's I come around, stepping on necks My chica got niggas upset, why?" I shrug my shoulders and continue to walk around the stage breathing heavily, I stop then smirk pointing to the crowd "Oh, why these bitches so mad for? They don't want Yoncé on their doooor" I smirk at the mention of myself in my own song.
