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So, I decided to let everyone out there know who I truly am... Name is Michael Justin Davidson... I'm 28 now and hoping to be every other age that comes after it... I was born in California... I lived there with my Father, Mother, Brother and Sister until I was 7 years young... Then we moved to Kansas City (the Kansas side, to those who always ask)... I grew up there until the age of 21, then I came to Las Vegas, because that's where my family ended up moving to because my Sister gave birth to my beautiful, intelligent, sarcastic yet humorous Niece... As you can tell, my family means everything to me... And I feel like I'm the glue that will keep us all together... That's why I will do whatever it takes in my life to make sure they have everything they ever dreamed of... I love music... I live music... I do nothing in life but think of ways to make music better... But there is no way to do that... Because all music is perfect in it's own way... Nobody can take anything away from any artist in his/her own mind... They are all unique in their own ways... So what that every musician doesn't make that eight digit pay check for what they have done musically, they're still great... To every band out there, to every solo artist, to every genre of music listeners keep making great music for the world to listen to... Keep doing what you enjoy doing... Dont let anyone tell you that your music isnt okay... Everyones music is perfect the way it is, because it's their own selves putting their selves into every beat, every sound, every lyric, every performance, every second invested into making it all come together, every up, every down and every emotional incident that made it possible to feel every part of every song created by their minds and hearts... I too, myself, have made beautiful music with my mind and heart... And I will continue making music, because I enjoy it... And I know others will enjoy it too... So, to hell with all those negative people out there with their opinions on OUR music and how it should sound... We are our own people and we have our own thoughts and we will do as we please... And there isnt anyone out there that can say other wise... Music is an expression of how the artist feels in life... Just like a painting expresses and shows a mood the painter was in at that present moment... A visual inside of the mind and a feeling inside of the heart makes it possible to make those paintings beautiful in their own ways... Music is no different... Just because US Rap, Rock and Punk musicians have an explicit side to us verbally, doesnt mean we dont have the same followers like art gallery goers and other considered to be squares... Painters catch your eyes and we catch your ears... We will continue making music that will be critisized by listeners all over, but that doesnt mean we will stop doing what we enjoy doing... Presidents are critisized on the way they run a country, but they dont quit doing their job as a President... They make choices everyday that will make impacts on peoples perspectives in their lives... And that's exactly what I will do in my job of creating ways to explain my life with words thru the worlds language of music... And hopefully my words will also make impacts on peoples perspectives in their lives... If you dont feel like listening to my music then feel free to turn the station, turn off your radio, dont buy my CD, dont let your children hear my music (they will find a way to listen to it anyways) and/or just dont pay attention to what I'm doing musically... I really dont care and you shouldnt either... To everyone who likes my music, thank you very much... I appreciate all of you... To everyone who is my friend I thank every single one of you and I more than likely thank you everyday in person in my life... To everyone on my MySpace I thank you for being kewl and for being true homies no matter what our relationship is, whether or not you use me for a MySpace friend filler or another profile to just post your Music on... And to my family, you already know I love you and you know my life wouldnt be the way it is if it wasnt for you all... "LIFE'S-GRAND"...!

My Interests

Writing and trying to figure out easier paths to take in this labyrinth of lost thoughts... I battle against writers block... So I reverse the clocks and pay attention to Pac, who once was also lost, but faught to find a way across those chalked line parking lots... Trying not to be the next marked spot... I never forgot and will never forget the people I have met... My soul holds no regrets for the things I did... You can't blame a kid for making a bad bid on a game with a history of having a bad grid... Reality is what it is... And drama is a bitch... So make it what you wish, but don't be surprised if you get the shortest stick... This is why I walk off coarse for kicks... And the tootsie pop only took 26 licks... Go figure... A life time of being called a wigger made me a bigger person than you hole diggers... And yeah, i've been known to be a gold digger... But never a sinner of pulling that chrome trigger... Only thing I ever pulled was my chrome zipper... I whisper no more... I speak like how you would scream FORE!!! Loud and proud, hoping to start a war... I bring the storm to your front door... My character is a hard one to ignore... When Mister D rains, he pours... With force... And anger... I hold hands with danger... The Blue - dead red banger... Flags wave from anger... Sporting the 89 pager... Mirror reflects the gangster... Mind control the pranksters... Smoked out from the dank dirt... Rolled out with the tank skirts... Heckled the jeckle and made Mr.Hyde smerk... Watch and learn... Burn the torch with concern... Money stolen is money earned... See the collision and then turn... Keep your decisions firm... Steer away from the germs... Be honest and Stern, like Howard... I've never been prouder of myself for not being a coward... The quieter kid is now louder than a tin roof beneath a shower... Coming up to my final hour... Twist the lime-life to draw out the sour... Bitter tasting ending no-longer holds power... I slip the grip from the hip and let my brain feel the powder... I see the light..........

I'd like to meet:

Hip-hop rocked the electric guitar, strings strung on turn-tables over 16 bars, dance floors vibed with the lights above each head, love making wasnt love making until slow jams were introduced in a bed, cash ruled everything around you, get the money - dollar dollar bill - no, abc's should no longer be allowed in a flow, lyrical muziq is the only way to go, mos def talib kweli common sense nas jay-z slim shady is crazy but still lyrical, I hope to be the next white miracle, fact spittin' in faces that are fiction usually causes friction, I'm here to grab the attention of all whom really wants to listen, every color mixed together makes another color that has no name, even though - we are all of the same, have no shame for spilling the paint, leave it where it lies and let it stain, PUNK ROCK socks still rock and roll, mohawks and tattoos are meant to be bold, scars are hard to look past, but they arent suppose to be looked past, embrace every face that you look at, and dont hate any race like a bitch azz, Country muziq is the same as rap, just a WHOLE_LOTTA_TWANGIN' with an off clap, beautiful women in tight pants and cowboy hats, cowboys and their trucks with their gun racks, Hip-hop rocked the electric guitar, strings strung on turn-tables over 16 bars, dance floors vibed with the lights above each head, love making wasnt love making until slow jams were introduced in a bed...!!!WWW.TRIXSTARZ.COM WWW.STEELTATTOOS.COM WWW.LBZ.COM (make sure you check out the homies and show them some love)...

Music:

heavy shyt and lyrical muzic..... Im that guy, not shy to step and wreck the other side... I walk with my head high straight eyes waiting for the night until sunrise then I die... Sleep for the moment and awake for the excitement of ridin'... Im not hidin' from lightning, im throwing fist when im fighting... Call me a liar and I shall expire your little lit fire... This is my twisted desire... This is my way of livin'... Driven to the edge of insanity, damaging the enemy gives me back my sanity... I guess it's the man in me, trying to escape the evil in me... Well, I say, "F*ck IT"... Take me to the ground and put dirt over my head... My soul will rise from the grave and take on the walking dead... Double fisted with a bottle of Jack and a Bong, I will destroy all that was created wrong......While a billion people march to my song............ Try beating me, I dare you! MJD

Movies:

My thoughts begin to spin with-in my mental.. Subliminal? Criminal? Neither.. I face life eye to eye with the reaper.. I am my brothers keeper.. I just can't stop the hip hop murder plots.. I'll fight til' I drop.. I'll write til' my pen pops.. I'll live life til' my body rots.. I'll take what I got and give back times ten.. And pretend that there is no end.. I'm not your friend.. I dont smile, I grin.. My entire style depends, on whether or not im Zin.. I can be cool like the breeze mixed in at 120 degrees.. But then again I freeze chins like bone diseases beneath the skin representing the city of sin.. No pitty from Kansas City.. My attitude shitty.. Gangsta like 50.. Blinging like Ditty.. And witty like Nas.. I stand for a cause.. Not for an applause.. So get it right, or get left out of breath.. I'm humble un-like the rest.. I don't crumble from the stress.. I don't mumble under my breath.. I won't stumble to my death.. I'll rise above the light of it all, while I yell out TIMBERRRRRR, and watch y'all fall... MJD

Television:

Everything was going along as usual, that is until, â€œHeâ€ spoke with a grin of sin and then began to exploit the names of pain into the name of him. And â€œhisâ€ followers followed the semi-leader that ran them into bloody waters. Covering their eyes so they would see no wrong doings in their God that has lied to them and made them believe that the brightest star in the sky was actually him showing them the way to freedom. When in fact, it was only a lit fire of twisted desire that led them to the edge of hell. Where they would spend eternity trying to figure out what went wrong and why they could only see flamed faces blistered into their easily manipulated minds. Forever leaving them empty of true feelings in dark remembrance of how things use to be, but no-longer are parts of their now burning souls that won't ever again feel the breeze of The Lord's breath touch their skin. Fore they have sinned their last sin, with no do-over. Their now forgotten memories drift away like a dead leaf light on life. So Everything isnâ€™t like usual, as you can tellâ€¦â€¦ mjd

Books:

Take a look at the inside of a mind that uses many of different lines to find that open world blinded by time.. Now imagine this time as it climbs over sight and becomes light that's too bright that your eye-lids can't even fight.. A light that burns your life white-ash like leaving your remains cashed like a pipe.. Now look at wrong from right.. Day from night.. Then ask yourself if you are alright with what you call life.. Next, find the rewind button to your mind and find all of the grime that has slimed it's way into your life that you try to hide.. Now open your eyes wide and replay those times from your mind and make sure that part of your life never again comes alive.. And If anything should ever shine, it should be your pride of who you are and what you don't have to hide.. So get it right.... And be kind to others minds....... MJD

Heroes:

Heroes consist of people that don't exist.. Just mythological figures that are fictional myths.. I'm my own hero if you must know.. My dreams and ambitions grow inside of my soul as I get older, but never slower.. I'm keen to what goes on around me.. Don't doubt me.. Not for a minute.. I'll end it all.. Heroes stand 6 feet and 1 inch tall.. I can get raw.. Hardcore with the lyrical chain saw.. But I chose not to.. Because what would that prove? Not a damn thing.. It would only keep me from being that cohesive validity.. So let me shiver off that stupidity.. My words are assailable.. Very powerful.. And my diction is incredible.. I'm nothing what people expect.. I'm that person that gets respect from my intellect.. So hero, I'm not.. But I am a true poet and warrior that has taught and learned alot..... MJD

My Blog

I LOVE YOU...

I wrote about it before it happened. Like I strapped-in the last knot of thoughts for a close-caption. Lights, camera - Action. I'm not asking for answers that weren't questioned to begin with. Becaus...
Posted by E.S. (everyones story) on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 11:10:00 PST

The Fortune Unknown

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Posted by E.S. (everyones story) on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 06:48:00 PST

The ONE!!!

In life I live for one...In death I die for one...I never could escape fate,fore it haunted me until those gates...I lived for one,and died for one...She was so beautiful in my dreams, and was on my m...
Posted by E.S. (everyones story) on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 06:41:00 PST